Jelo stretched, feeling the ache in his muscles or at least the simulated sensation of muscle ache that the Arena Nexus provided to make the experience feel authentic. His arms felt heavy from all the Dragon Claw projections he'd been throwing, and his legs were tired from the constant movement and Wingburst dashes. The neural interface did an impressive job of making virtual exertion feel real.
Mira approached him as the marble colosseum environment began dissolving back into the neutral lobby space. She looked tired too, her Purple Bandit avatar somehow conveying exhaustion despite being just a digital construct.
"That was a good session," she said, her voice carrying a note of fatigue. "But I think we've spent enough time in the Nexus for today. We should head back to the real world."
