Martena Trambaleen

Martena Trambaleen (32mm) pre-supported Martena Trambaleen moved through the rain-slicked neon alleys of Neo-Kyoto with a predator’s silence, her every step amplified by the hydraulic enhancers woven into her legs. Where flesh had failed, chrome endured; her arms were twin marvels of biotics, capable of crushing steel or performing micro-surgery with equal grace, and her neck was reinforced with synthetic fiber panels that gleamed under the flickering holographic ads. She was a woman rebuilt for a single purpose, a fusion of human will and unforgiving machine. In her hands, she carried her only relics from a past life: two katana forged from a pitch-black meta-material that drank the light around it, their edges humming with a frequency that could slice through time itself. She was hunting again. Her enhanced optics scanned the data-streams bleeding from the city’s core, filtering lies from truth at a terabyte per second. They said she’d sold her humanity for power, but Martena knew