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[The children cheered at their won prize from Drift, at last scattering from the scene, running off to go terrorize something or someone else.

Amon groaned as he struggled to push himself up onto his knees, gripping one arm in pain.]

You know they'll never let you be now.

[He shook his head a bit as his eyes scanned up to the robot's face.]

What were you thinking piloting this thing through crowded streets?

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