A Sudden Grip

Grr... My fingers clenched. The stiff plastic in my palm yielded with a quiet flex. Right in front of me, a small figure stood frozen on the black zip case, clutching a round green orb between our hands. I pressed forward. My boots dug into the floorboards, and my knuckles bumped the glowing sphere. It stayed firm. I let out a sharp breath, lowered my stance, and locked my grip tight against it.