Well, at least Clive could take solace in the way the robot shorted out in a ridiculously awesome light show before rattling to a stop at the bottom of the river.

Heiji bent down next to Clive, offering him a hand up. "Well, them things are made of metal. Nice save, though. You could totally go into pro wrestling."

Someone give Clive a folding chair; his future career was stretched out in front of him! You know, if he could get over the crumpled over in pain part.