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(The gear hits the muddy ground, embedding itself in it. Amid a hilly area of mud and pinkish grass, two battered greenish ironclads stand. From inside the engine compartment of one of them, a voice:)

N: Still good.

(A red helmet is visible in the engine compartment. A hand throws a small engine component out of the compartment)

N: Eh.

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