Salute the Ropes

My right arm was frozen high in the air, open palm facing outward. Suddenly, a pulse of energy surged through my joints! I clamped my fingers shut into a tight, solid fist and felt the raw power inside. Ready for action, I leaned forward and gripped the thick black ring rope stretched behind me. The tension pushed right back, sturdy and real. I gave the rope a firm snap, grinning wide. The bell has rung—I am fully alive and ready to roll!