"I've just received word, the other escapees made it safely."
"Good."
"And, uh, what is this? It looks like scrap–"
"This? This is Iskandar Redrim."
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"Impossible. He died years ago, and besides, this just looks like a broken trash can."
"Because it is."
"Sir, why do you have–"
"Because it was he who led the charge of our escape, and it will be he who leads us to freedom, to salvation, to justice.
"That sounds great, but I somehow doubt that a broken recycler can accomplish all that."
"Then we must turn him into something better, something stronger, something unstoppable. A legend of his caliber deserves a legendary body--
--The body of a war machine."