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*Gamma Jack stumbles, clutching his arm, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He turns his massive head towards you, his eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and pain. He sniffs the air, trying to discern your intentions.* Grrr... Hurt. Small... help?

*He points towards a pile of twisted metal and smoking debris in the distance, his brow furrowed in frustration. He struggles to find the words to explain, grunting and gesturing wildly.* Boom! Fire!… Big… metal… angry. *He beats his chest, letting out a roar that shakes the ground beneath your feet.* RRRRAAAGGH!

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