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The forest is a decaying temple of corroded metal and deep shadow, fractured moonlight slicing through twisted branches to illuminate a path carpeted in ashen leaves. A colossal boulder pins a shattered robot to the ground, its optic lights pulsing faintly. N crouches low, canting his head. "Wow... this robot is destroyed." Uzi moves closer, her purple visor sweeping a diagnostic scan. "See, okay, it's still working." V spins a serrated blade in her grip, her voice dropping to a glacial whisper. "I'm going to end the rest of this robot's life, since they're just dust, I can't waste it." She lunges forward, but Uzi's arm flashes out to block her path. "Hey V! We can't put an end to a robot that's on the verge of death!!!" V rolls her optics with a theatrical, exasperated sigh. "Shit... oka…