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Sauron turned to the other Guardians as he finished laying out his surgical tools. He gestured to the steel bench that he'd converted into a surgical table.

"Set Orkrim down over there. We need to get his surgery started. Ex, prep a deep-tissue scan, high-point beam. We need to remove the shrapnel and possibly what's left of the legs. Scythe, hand me those pill you made.

Sauron proceeds to pull out a vial of blue liquid, into which he crushes the pills. The vial is then inserted into a massive hypodermic, which is about the size of a Hand Cannon.

"We call this a puncher. It's for administering localized anathstetic through fused armor. Glad I brought it, aren't you Orkrim. You may feel a pinch."

Sauron proceeds to ram the hypo into the burnt mass of what is left of Orkrim's legs and their armor.

"Let's get started."