Page 15 (S rides the bike over a muddy path through the pinkish grass) S: NAVICHET! I’m back! (N peers out of the ironclad’s engine compartment, and begins to climb out) S: Find anything? Navi! Navichet! (S dismounts from the bike, still bearing the helmet and pack full of swords. Navichet climbs out of the engine compartment) S: Find anything good?