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(Navichet’s left eye slowly opens. Her right eye is bandaged. She lays in a bed, in a room with worn metal walls. Her helmet sits on a table beside the bed. Beyond the foot of the bed, a person G stands, at a table with various jars and implements. G is pouring a liquid from a jar into a cup)

NAVICHET: Where is this.

G: Village Ransallet. Between the mountains and the king.

NAVICHET: (sitting up, alert) Ironclad?

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