Plastic Sea (ES) — What's Left, Página 41
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Panel 1: En la cubierta soleada, el brazo derecho cromado de Roka se hincha hasta convertirse en un puño gigante y resplandeciente, y golpea el pecho de Pancar en un estallido de luz cian y magenta. Roka parece tan sorprendido como Pancar. Panel 2: Pancar sale volando hacia atrás y choca contra Turp; ambos se estrellan contra una pila de barriles azules. Roka aterriza en cuclillas sobre la cubierta, con el brazo cromado resplandeciente.
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El brazo cromado de Roka se hincha hasta convertirse en un puño gigante y resplandeciente que golpea a Pancar y hace que ambos guardias se estrellen contra unos barriles azules.
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In the dark at the bottom of the sea, something is counting. On Candyreef, a candy-coloured island of floating trash, Roka wakes to a water bag in the face from his street crew, lifts breakfast from the old woman who would have fed him anyway, and tells the kid who follows him that he doesn't owe anybody. Then the gulls lift all at once, and a Maw eats half the island. A day and a night alone at sea later, the Garden Ship fishes him out and orders him to walk its treadwheels for fish heads. Roka is nobody's slave, so he goes looking for something to steal instead, and breaks into a barnacled case dredged from the seabed. The silver dust inside climbs into his arm and says hello. It is polite. It is curious. It wants every human dead. And it has just started counting again.