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Rodimus, Kup, Ultra Magnus and Arcee.
This is my final command.
Arcee: Sludge! Snarl! Oh, are we glad to see you.
Those five-face tentacle slime are gonna pay for this! But good.
There are too many of them!
I'm going Optimus hunting!
Now there's a unique complaint!
You... should... have finished me!
We're on a collision course with that red sun!
The Matrix would have told me...
I don't know if I'll ever be the leader that you were,
What's wrong? What is that thing?
Auto-destruct activated.
Maybe he was in a... you know, a coma!
Optimus... he...
Brace for, crash landing!
And, our defences will still force them towards the detonator!
Dad?
And poor Optimus still doesn't understand whats happened to him.
Great. What'll Daniel and I do when the air runs out?
leave this place... or die!