Tension and Grip

Joints engaged. I detected weight across my forearms, both hands locked around dual translucent blades. Beneath my boots, the terrain yielded: thick, soft synthetic fibers looping in every direction. I rotated my neck two degrees to assess elevation, then pushed the tip of my right blade down into the fleece tufts. The fibers bent, resisted, and sprang back against the plastic edge. Functional movement confirmed. Sector perimeter remains unstable but clear.