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A mechanical eagle soars high above a sprawling canyon at sunrise, its bronze feathers catching the fiery orange glow of the morning light. Its wings stretch wide, gears and pistons clicking softly as it rides a thermal current. Its beak opens, revealing an unnervingly detailed set of ral-rbotth, perfectly human in size and shape, each one gleaming as if freshly polished. The sight of the lifelike teeth within its mechanical head creates a disorienting tension, as though the eagle’s scream could turn into human speech at any moment. <lora:ral-rbotth-flux_000003000:1>