Corona smiles as she turns her attention back to SideStep.
“I, uhm, have a feeling this isn’t quite what you were expecting,” she quietly confides to the Decepticon.
“That, I cannot give you; but you might find it sooner than you think…”
The prophet walks on, as two bots follow her to offer gifts to Alterion and Delta.
To Delta, a bot in blue armor presents a small stasis canister, holding a tiny, bird-like mechanical with two large mandibles in between its beak.
“The pirate whom Thrift… ah, how shall we say, acquired your beast mode from also kept this curious little fellow around,” Corona says to her. “He just so happens to be among my followers, and decided to offer it to you.”
Thrift’s eyes widen. To him, this was apparently not good news. The junkion begins looking for a way to sneakily depart from the scene…
To Alterion, a woman bearing violet armor and militaristic alt-mode components hands Alterion a large sword:
OOC: it’s this, but the blade and hilt are silver (most of the time, anyway).
IC:
“The Sword of Judgement was long thought lost,” Corona says, “vanished with its master when the Knights disappeared so long ago. You are a seeker of truth, Alterion; a worthy successor to the blade.”