“Thank you for all of your help. This will help us free our planets,” thanks Cargo.
Zip chugs the drink, and instantly starts wobbling. “Thanks for the drink, Mr. Sigma! Toodles!” he waves, nearly falling down the pit again.
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“Maximo is currently hiding in an old Decepticon stealth ship just outside The Big Apple,” Vector Sigma informs. “Currently, he wishes to remain on Junkion and distance himself from the heralds of Unicron, seeing no way to defeat them.”
“The ones near the plateau? Currently, they are challenging Nemesis Prime to a duel. A duel that they will most certainly lose.”
“Okay, _De_activating Engex fabricators,” Sigma states in response.
Nemesis twirls the Dark Star Saber in his hand. “I’d be more than happy to accept your challenge,” he says.
He turns to the other three heralds. “You three, search the wreckage of those two ships we brought down.”
“no, keep giving him some.”
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“How long until The Heralds and their forces find us?” Seraphicon asks.
“Shadow,” he says cautiously, “I’d rather not see Zip get drunk to the point of falling unconscious.”
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“The rest of Ramjet’s minicons are en route to retrieve Thunderwing,” Sigma informs.
“We can take 'em!” Bootleg assures the ancient machine.
“can’t we seal the area if push comes to shove?”
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“We came here to gain information, not get on the front lines.” Seraphicon gently reminded him.
Seraphicon nods, “The only thing so far that has opened the gates to this place is The Key.” He told The Shadow, “I just hope that remains the case.”
He wasn’t sure if they could find a way out if they did have to do this.
“I have defensive mechanisms at my disposal, yes.”
“Can’t we do both?” Bootleg asks. “I’m a great multitasker!”
“You heard Vector Sigma,” he said, “We would be committing suicide if we tried that.”
Bootleg sighs.
“No! I can handle them! I’ve taken out loads of mutant bits before!” Zip moans, falling onto his face.
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“we have what we came for, let’s go.”
“When we have amassed enough power through allies and weapons,” he assures, “we will be able to take them head on; granted it will not be easy at all.”
Seraphicon gives a disappointed exhale at seeing how drunk Zip seemed to be.
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Bootleg and Salvage nod.
“Farewell to you all,” Sigma says, “and may Primus be with you on your quest.”
Asrar smiles,
“Question. How are you with smiling opponents?”
Asrar backs up and the sword splits open, revealing a rail gun. They fire the rail gun at Nemesis.
Soundrange lays down cover fire from above. The scene was rather similar to what happened on Cybertron when he fought them the first time.
S.Steel charges at Nemesis, trying to stab him with the improved sonic sword. Soundrange would then go into robot-mode and attempt the same from the opposite side.
Windstripe sighs,
“It be best if our enemies don’t consider this place in the first place. I say we should go to one of these worlds first and create a dummy ship to lead the enemies away, so we can recover those old bots. The more people on our side we have the better chances we’ll get.”
(For the peeps at Vector Sigma)
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“You as well.” He says. “Til All Are One.”
“Can someone get a lock on the older guys fighting The Heralds?” He asks, “We may need to open really really fast space bridges to retrieve them.”
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“do you really have to do that? It’s irritating.”
Nemesis blocks the attack with the Dark Star Saber, and was unaffected by Soundrange’s cover fire.
Soundrange’s sword would crack yet agan, while Symphony’s inflicts minimal damage. The false Prime slams his sword into the ground, producing an explosion of destructive energy.
“My apologies, I meant no offense.” Seraphicon had, in the moment he said the old phrase of ‘til all are one.’, that due to his experience with Dark Energon, The Shadow’s Spark was now tied to Unicron’s Antispark.
“your meaning holds no merit.”