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Miko’s eyes gleamed as she toyed with a partially dismantled armor. It was laid out on a metal workbench, which was littered with parts and plates of armor, as well as all sorts of tools and gadgets. The armor itself didn’t look too complex. It was covered in a number of scales, some larger, some smaller. All of them were interlocked with some sort of flexible mesh underneath, which caused the armor to articulate with very natural movements. A dozen or so wires splayed out from inside the main chest, each of which had hand-written Drogarii labels stuck onto them. It appeared each of the wires fed power to the various parts of the armor itself - arms, legs, repair systems, sensors, and so on. Although it was taken apart and in pieces, she could easily imagine that when put back together,
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