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Panel 1: Stong is holding the cores in his arms while Data lays dazed in the background.

Stong: “Are y’all ok?! He was tearing you apart!”

Wheatley: “He’s proper looney, I’ll tell you that much!”

Panel 2: Data pushes himself up and clenches his fist.

Data: Ghk.. B-bloody fucking t-tosser…!

Data places an unconscious and injured Stong against a concrete pillar and drops Wheatley, Space, and Adventure on the floor. He then holds Fact up to the light pouring in from the window.