In a quiet room lit only by a faint glow, Jade drags Elektra into a confrontation born from irritation that had been building for days. Elektra arrived confident, thinking this private match would be just another practice… but Jade had very different plans. The moment their hands lock, Jade takes absolute control, forcing her to the floor and trapping her in painful fish-hooks, neck pressure, and holds Elektra cannot break for even a second. The dim lighting makes every breath heavier, every sound sharper, and the contrast between Jade’s blue and Elektra’s white makes the domination even more brutal. Elektra tries to resist, but Jade controls her mercilessly: hooks, twists, body pressure, guiding every attempted escape straight into another punishment. There is no doubt at any moment—Jade didn’t come to compete or “go even,” she came to subdue her, to prove that in this closed red room there is only one owner. And Elektra, trapped under Jade’s shadow, learns it the hard way.
