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The cyborg woman has disproportionately sized arms, the larger, industrial armature, hangs onto the clamp of the flying machine overhead, the clamp attached to the underbelly of the behemoth, having been recently settled onto the ground by the vehicle. This dystopian civilization continues to exist because of rangers like Mina Mulligan, now dropping from the sky into the center of a riot taking place in this post apocalyptic era, with one thin arm, hosting mild robotics like a cyborg, and the other arm large overly large and articulated like an industrial armature, the hand of which is grasped onto a handle from above and its shoulder pad a hard, rounded surface with its orange paint not out of place with the rest of her armored outfit, though the green traces definitely add subtle, but necessary impact to the ensemble. The large robot arm that's still holding onto the bracket under the flying machine shows signs of wear, the paint chipped in many areas and scratches from battles are deep enough to show indentation, the underlying metal a dull gray or silver. Her, having just been dropped off by a flying device which we can't see from this angle, landed with her boots in the dust, kicking up the debris that generates a mild tan/brown cloud. She's crouched down a bit, ready for action. // Rite of Wrong (rite-of-wrong-z-image-60229) : 0.6