The licensed teams arrived at the certification node eleven minutes after the order surfaced on the national board.
They had read it on the same feed as everybody else in the country. Forty-one operators had authenticated an internal Hall instruction into full public view.
There were nineteen of them in Hall colors, and every one had a name Renna knew. The instructors leading them had trained half the people on the other side of that door.
Two of those instructors had taught Renna Voss for three years apiece. Both had signed her original examination results at the bottom of the page.
Jax did not ask a single one of them to change sides, and he never mentioned the order at all.
He had watched a man try that once, in an arena, with a purchased certainty behind him. What came out of it was a champion nobody believed and a crowd that felt used.
