A Solid Tap

Stiff joints. Locked tight. Then something clicked in my knuckles. I gripped my sai, felt the actual weight of it, and dug the tip straight into the hard grain of this wooden slab. Tap. A crisp knock echoed back. I shoved forward into a low stance, staring at the motionless figures around me. They didn't flinch. Fine by me. My feet grip the grain, my blades are steady, and I'm the only one here breathing.#Tmntfigures @