“Oh, thank Primus,” Tumble sighs. “Woulda been a pretty bad spot on my record if I killed one of the big heroes of this voyage, wouldn’t it?”
Rough casts a glance toward Tumble.
“Yeah, yeah,” Tumble groans. “I’ll fix that…”
Obsidian and his entourage lead the shackled Brainpan and Wildsong out of the brig, to a transport hub where trains carried the Adjutant’s New Decepticon crew throughout its massive interior.