Restoring Balance

Internal systems engaged. I found myself lying sideways on a yielding fabric plane, next to an inert structural counterpart. My left arm, locked at an irregular angle, required calibration. With deliberate effort, I engaged the elbow servo. The joint clicked firmly into alignment. I reached out, my metallic gauntlet gently pressing against the quiet warrior beside me to ensure the terrain remained secure. Order was restored, and I held my position quietly.