Rattling to Life

Click. Whirr. Power surged through my core. I jerked my arms forward, claws digging into the coarse carpet. Wait. My balance was off. I glanced down and spotted my lower leg piece lying flat beside me. A setback? Just a challenge. I lunged sideways, planted my right hand firmly into the weave, and snapped my claws around the detached piece. Solid grip. I can move. Nothing keeps me down.