Standing Ground

A sudden hum stirred within me. I opened my senses to the dim room. Directly above, two towering shapes stood motionless. To my left, a gaping reptilian jaw lined with teeth. To my right, heavy blue mechanical armor. I tested my weight. My feet yielded, then pushed back against the carpet threads. I did not retreat. Stepping forward, I tapped the beast’s dark claw with my rounded hand. Rigid. Silent. I can move. They cannot. I braced my stance right where I was.