A Heavy Step

Silence. Then a low pulse deep inside my chest. I blinked, staring at the motionless figures frozen in battle around me. My clawed foot felt heavy, anchored into the brown carpet pile. I shifted my weight forward. My foot tore loose from the fibers and slammed down, grinding right into the front bumper of a red toy car sitting in front of me. The little shell rolled back with a sharp click. Concrete and steel or cheap plastic, nothing blocks my path. I let out a muffled rumble and stood firm.