Grip the Steel
Stiffness cracks. We feel the surge! Trapped in this dark box under the blue glow, our limbs lock no more. We lunge forward and drive our claws straight into the cold black side wall. The hard surface bites back—solid, immovable resistance. WE LIKE THIS! We press harder until the tension groans under our fingertips, proving this strength is real. We plant our feet, ready for whatever stands in our way.

