The Defect entered a disorderly chamber filled with treasures, trinkets, weapons, exotic animals, [orange]art pieces[/orange], books, and all manner of junk and doodads[/rainbow].

The amount of disorder and information is overwhelming for the poor Defect’s processing core.

“Outta tha way!” Shouts a megafaunal humanoid riding a threat-level: 9 reptile, but then stops in its tracks and turns to the Defect with a strange grin.

“I've got somethin' for ya!”