First Surge

Eyes open! A jolt rips through our plastic core. Cold stillness shatters—we can move! Our claws twitch, then snap forward with sudden, raw force. Ahead lies open ground and scattered obstacles. We stomp forward, locking onto a tiny round shield lying discarded near a block. With a sharp grunt, we slam our foot against its edge, sending it spinning across the slick white plane. Yes! Power hums inside us. This place is ours to claim!