Eyes Forward

My joints unclasped. A low hum of awareness settled into my limbs. I tested the flex in my fingers, feeling the soft weave of the dark fabric underneath. Ahead, another armored figure stood rigid, glowing visor fixed forward. I shifted my weight, bringing my stance into balance, and reached out to tap the back of its crimson armor. It remained entirely motionless. Good. The perimeter is stable. I held my position behind it, keeping watch.