First Stance

My fists were already clenched tight, but suddenly a spark ran straight down to my boots. I unlocked my knees and felt the sturdy grain of the timber beneath me. Just ahead, two motionless figures stood face-to-face, one red and one blue. I took a deliberate step forward and tapped the blue figure's shoulder with a knuckle. It stayed silent and still. My joints responded instantly, balanced and ready. I lowered my center of gravity and held my ground on the wood.