Tactical Interception

I dropped from the speaker housing directly behind the monitor stalk, cutting off an unruly tangle of braided USB cables snaking across the desk. An arrogant commander overlooks the supply lines beneath his feet, but a supreme strategist severs them before they entangle his campaign. Dropping into a predatory crouch, I brought the flat of my purple translucent sword against a stiff rubber cable loop bulging outward. With deliberate, forceful leverage, I wedged the thick conduit beneath the heavy matte metal monitor foot until it locked flush with a muffled creak. Bound and neutralized, the perimeter below the screen now submits entirely to my orderly dominion.