Claiming the Iron Fortress

I hopped down from the plastic chariot and marched across the floorboards! Right near the baseboard, a towering beast of ribbed white metal stood humming with steady warmth. A true fortress! I lunged forward and slammed both clawed fists against its cold lower bracket. Clang! The deep metal ring echoed through the entire room. Nothing shook my grip. I shoved a stray brass screw and a heavy washer right against the foot of the pillar to mark the boundary. This sturdy fortress is under my watch now!