The dwarven engineer pats the triceratops with a metal hand. “We lost some bits, Bud.”
He gets into the saddle behind the dinosaur’s new steel frill, and the paired machine guns that replace its horns.
Reins and axe are lifted. “But now those orcs are gonna pay!”
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