In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful / I swear by the Day of Resurrection. / And I swear by the blaming soul. / Does the human being think that we will not reconstruct his bones? / Yes indeed; we are able to reconstruct his fingertip. / But the human being tends to believe only what he sees in front of him. / He doubts the Day of Resurrection! / Once the vision is sharpened. / And the moon is eclipsed. / And the sun and the moon crash into one another. / The human being will say on that day, "Where is the escape?" /

Absolutely, there is no escape. / To your Lord, on that day, is the final destiny. / The human being will be informed, on that day, of everything he did to advance himself, and everything he did to regress himself. / The human being will be his own judge. / No excuses will be accepted.

– Sura 75:1 – 15

*

Chapter 20: Our People's Triumph

The entire A-Laws fleet stationed around the moon had mobilized for an all-out assault on Earth. But the shock of the entire globe being overrun under their noses hadn't quite diminished. The foresight of Kati Mannequin had prevented the main force from committing a tactical blunder by dispatching more troops to be slaughtered by the robot hordes. But to Starscream, the desperate efforts of the remaining A-Laws would prove quite futile. Nothing could stop the Decepticon advance on Earth, let alone their dominance in space. The Federation forces were not aware of his presence, but all it would require was the removal of his cloaking camouflage… and the true battle would begin.

"Rescinding GN Shroud." Appearing behind a trickling cascade that widened into a waterfall of aqua and green, Nergal Gundam raised its crested head and shot towards the gathered space armada, its red optics gleaming eagerly. The four cannons at its back shone with bronze. "Beginning final eradication of the Autonomous Peacekeepers and these so-called Innovators," he said contemptuously.

The command room in Kati's mothership had finally settled down after the initial panic over the Decepticon attack, but a sense of trepidation hung heavily over the officers and lieutenants, threatening to choke away their self-control as the radar detected Starscream's movements. A female private turned to Kati, her eyes fearful. "We're being approached, Ma'am. It's a Mobile Suit, a Gundam!"

"Celestial Being?" cried Kati, as the room erupted into disturbed murmurs again.

"I believe not, Ma'am. It's a model we've never seen before. But the particles that are coming from its back… it's a genuine Gundam, and it's headed straight for us."

"All A-Laws, initiate bombardment!" shouted Kati. "Officer Smirnov! Don't let that Gundam get past our defence!"

"Yes, Ma'am." Andrei punched in the commands for launch. "Let's do this," he growled, as his Mobile Suit took off, followed by Patrick's GN-XIII and Healing's Garazzo.

Kati pursed her lips. "Good luck, Captain Healing Care."

"You got it," sighed Healing in her cockpit, still resentful over her recent defeats.

"And be careful… idiot," added the fleet's commander, smiling grimly.

Patrick Colasour saluted in response, strapped comfortably to his seat. "I'm coming back for your kiss, Colonel!"

At the officers' orders, twenty more Aheads left the deck of their spacecrafts and aimed their guns at Starscream. Nergal Gundam blasted towards the charging A-Laws units, and paused very briefly as its cannons suddenly shifted in their angle and aimed towards them.

Without warning, a flash of brilliant light exploded just in front of the waiting Decepticon. One of the ensigns voiced his concern over the frequency. "Hey, what the hell is that – ?"

"GN Mounted Null Ray Cannons. Firing!" declared the Decepticon exultantly.

Six Aheads were instantly consumed in quadruple rays of pure heat that blasted from Nergal Gundam. The nova of starlight was cataclysmic in its impact, disintegrating, dissolving and evaporating entire bodies of e-carbon in a matter of nanoseconds. The unfortunate Mobile Suits caught in Starscream's attack splintered, shattered, and then exploded; not even their debris remained as the attack spent itself. The detachment's members yelled in shock and separated, their formation breaking as Andrei looked back in alarm. "What… what kind of weapon is that?" he whispered, watching helplessly as five Aheads charged Starscream, only to be devoured in the same light and excised from space in the wake of the cannons. "We – we can't even see it discharging from those turrets mounted on that Gundam!"

Patrick growled. "This firepower – it's impossible to even evade!"

Starscream raised his clenched hands. "Behold, fleshlings. This is my Null Ray – enhanced by Veda beyond your imagination!"

Nergal Gundam re-aimed its rear cannons to blast forth a consecutive series of Cybertronian beams that punctured through another three Aheads, before mercilessly smashing into Patrick's floundering GN-XIII. The Frenchman let out a pathetic gurgle of shock as his pierced Mobile Suit exploded only minutes after liftoff. And from the compromised safety of her dreadnought, a furious Kati stood helplessly from her chair, watching the explosion on the command room's primary display screen. "Patrick!" she screamed furiously. "No!"

How… how could this be?

As if to taunt his enemies, Starscream shot away, incinerating ten more A-Laws Mobile Suits into nothingness with his astoundingly breakneck firepower. He spun through zero gravity, punching past two defenders and severing their lances with his extended claws. Three shafts of his Null Ray punctured past the charging Aheads that had only just lifted off from the nearest cruiser, consuming the armoured citadels of three dreadnoughts. The fleet degenerated into chaos as two more ships were critically damaged, their hulls sizzling from the ruthless firestorm. Starscream's laughter grew louder and louder, as he exultantly ripped another Mobile Suit in half with his bare hands. He aimed upwards and fired a renewed stream of rays at Healing's Garazzo, which spun down and drew its Beam Claws, slashing wildly him. "I've had enough of this," she growled. "Just die. Die!"

Starscream raised his arms, but he was not preparing an attack. Behind him, several dozen Alpha Class drones negated their forcefields of invisibility and shot towards the A-Laws, overtaking a stunned Healing as Garazzo began to shoot angrily at the Cybertronian aircraft. "Damn it!" she cried, as the suicidal robots engaged the scattered Aheads, trading blow for blow as they were blown to shreds along with their human adversaries. "Just how many of there are you?!"

She glanced back forward and gasped, her eyes widening in fear within her helmet. Starscream's avian, sinister face had suddenly filled her display screen. "They are but distractions. Are you not familiar with the basics of military strategy, little one?" Healing let out a high-pitched scream as he grabbed hold of her Mobile Suit's arms, mocking the Beam Claws' dismal power in comparison to his upgraded body. In one brutal wrench, he tore the struggling Garazzo's arms off its shoulders, before smashing a clawed hand against its head, crushing it. Healing screamed in pain and fear as electricity crackled around her. The suit was critically damaged, and its life support was failing. She had to activate her escape pod –

"Childish fleshling. You shall pay for your disrespect by perishing namelessly." His optics flashed. "GN Null Ray II. Activating."

Starscream raised his free forearm, and Nergal Gundam unleashed a stream of proton fireballs, smashing into the torso of the Garazzo and consuming the pilot's cockpit. "Save… save me! Ribbons!" shrieked Healing, as the inferno within her Gundam's cockpit consumed and destroyed her body. Her last moments were of despair and desperation, and she died alone and abandoned as Nergal Gundam ripped through the remains of Garazzo, hurtling towards the chaotic armada. Another five units attempted to run him through with their lances, but the four cannons behind him fired again, this time pouring their energy into a GN Shield that quickly surrounded him in a protective bubble. The thrusting lances neatly snapped from the forcefield's unbelievably condensed concentration of particles. The men within the Aheads let out bellows of shock and rage as they stared at the jagged ends of their cleanly broken weapons – was such power even possible? But they never found their answer, for Starscream had already killed them, re-aiming his Null Ray Cannons towards his flanks and pitilessly continuing his endless barrage, annihilating the A-Laws units that had attempted to surround him. He glanced up at the fleet orbiting the moon, and his optics glinted as he soared towards the defenders that braced themselves for his assault.

But there was one more opponent remaining.

"Damn it to hell!" hissed Andrei, the last man of his contingent. He frantically charged toward Starscream, his bloodshot eyes wide in rage. "First the Warrant Officer… and now the Captain! I'll destroy you, Gundam!!" But that was as far as he got, as Starscream nonchalantly drew his bream sabre and quickly punctured the Ahead's chest, using his free hand to rip out plates of red and silver e-carbon, along with vital circuits and wireboards. An incredulous Andrei felt his surroundings detonate, and his last words were a choked curse upon the Gundams that had inflicted so much chaos upon the world. Their horrific distortion was much too powerful. Neither he nor his comrades could defeat them, despite their indomitable courage.

Warrant Officer… how I would have liked to see you again…

Mother… he thought dazedly to himself, as he saw a brilliant nova explode before him, just before a heavy blanket of darkness settled upon him forever. I could never vindicate the injustice my father inflicted on you. Forgive me…

The remains of Andrei Smirnov's Mobile Suit gave way to the glimmering supernovae in the distance. Hovering amidst the ruins of innumerable Aheads, Starscream began to laugh. He cackled at the pitiful imperfection of the decimated human armada. They hadn't offered a fitting challenge for his new body in the slightest. He laughed at the almost obscene might of Nergal Gundam. But most of all, he expressed his mirth for the simple fact that he hadn't even begun to initiate the operation. His lighthearted skirmish, intended to entertain and amuse, had resulted in the obliteration of an almost scandalous segment of the human forces. At this rate, surely there'd be nothing left for Lord Megatron to destroy. If he were honest with himself, he preferred to keep it that way, if only to spite his leader.

Within the command chamber of the A-Laws flagship, officers and privates alike stood before their display screens in dread and dismay, beholding the awesome and spectacular power of a Decepticon Gundam. "In… in less than two minutes…" whispered one of the sergeants.

"He swept aside three of our officers," mumbled a corporal, running his fingers through his hair in disbelief. "Like they were… nothing."

"And he annihilated half of our entire fleet," blurted an ensign, her fingers trembling on her keyboard. "Without even suffering a scratch."

"Our… our army," whispered Kati Mannequin, surrounded by nervous captains and lieutenants alike. "Do we stand a chance at all?" She gritted her teeth – everything was falling apart, and she couldn't even blame Celestial Being. "All forces… what can we do? I'd love to tear out that monster's circuits and avenge Patrick, but to lose more units at this time…"

Starscream's harsh, grating voice forced itself into the frequencies that still functioned. "Hello, fleshlings. I trust you're enjoying the brilliant fireworks that mortals seem to enjoy so mindlessly? There will be much more death, I assure you. Before this space-cycle is over, your entire armada shall be reduced to scrap at my hands. But perhaps not entirely at my hands. I do, after all, have a comrade with me."

Kati's eyes widened in powerless rage and realization as the screen before her displayed one of the A-Laws cruisers slowly… transforming.

Screams crackled across the remaining frequencies. They were cries from the changing dreadnought. "Co… commander! Help… help us! We're… we're being…!"

Kati's subordinates' cries of surprise went unnoticed around her. She simply watched the grisly tragedy literally unfolding on the display. The spectacle was too morbid, too gruesome to turn away from. Mobile Suits toppled off the cruiser's deck as it withdrew into the totality of a long, black arm, and more gnashing of teeth could be heard within its control tower as metal plates shifted and crushed the humans within. Several hundred crewmembers died in an instant, their flesh-and-bone bodies pulverized by simple alterations in robotic cosmetics. The other battleships that were positioned beside the Transformer began to shift away hastily, directing their own Mobile Suits to attack what was really the living machine's alternate mode. But its armour was not typical Earthen e-carbon – it was Cybertronian in its origin and properties, enhanced by the structural upgrades of Celestial Being's Veda and the Federation's military data. Missiles and plasma beams exploded harmlessly against its impenetrable armour as it continued its conversion at an almost leisurely pace.

Soon, its true face would be revealed. And once that gruesome countenance focused its optics upon the people it had deceived, the A-Laws would know true terror.

At last, two red orbs of pure evil peered out from the darkness of the transformed dreadnought.

"Impossible," groaned Kati, her fists clenching. But Starscream's words confirmed the realization of her worst fears. A Decepticon had masqueraded amongst the moon fleet as a cruiser. And judging by its size, this ghastly Cybertronian was nothing less than a behemoth of almost planetary proportions.

"Blackout," smiled Starscream. "It's time. This victory belongs to all of Cybertron. Come and join the triumph of our people."

*

The bullet had been removed long ago, although the scar remained. It was just as well – it would serve as another lesion to mark and accentuate his muscular body.

Lasse groaned, unconsciously pressing the toggle that slid back the casing over his recovery pod. He briefly massaged his powerful but sore pectorals. Taking a deep breath of the air outside, he glanced to his side, meeting sorrowful red eyes. He groaned, staring at the woman that had shot him in cold blood. Except that same woman, now in a white infirmary dress, was weeping quietly, gazing down at him as he slowly rose. "Anew…" he muttered, rubbing his head.

Her lip trembled. "I'm… I'm so sorry, Lasse. I… Only now do I know that I was created to serve Ribbons Almark. As a custom-made Innovator, I was forced to serve him. I was manufactured in an incubation chamber and hastily grown into an adult to fulfill the Innovator cause. But it's not the life I want, Lasse. I wish to be with Celestial Being. Please forgive me, I had no control over myself when I hurt you." Her beautiful face was stained with salty tears. "I'm sorry for pulling my gun on you. I'm sorry for taking Mileina hostage. I don't know how I'm going to look Lyle in the eye when I see him – "

"Are you finished?" he snapped, and she jerked tearfully, sniffling uncontrollably. Silence overcame the conversation as human and Innovator fell into an awkward stillness.

Lasse looked away, his voice lowering. "We've been out for a while. The others need help. Sitting here and crying about what's happened isn't going to help." His feet touched the metal floor, and he glanced at the boots beside the container. He grunted in approval and slipped them on, glancing to his side. Revive Revival still lay comatose in his pod, and unfortunately, his recovery didn't seem forthcoming.

"Well?" he admonished, looking at the Innovator brusquely. "We don't have much time. We've been lying here for God knows how long. It's time we got back to helping the others out. Are you coming with me or not?"

"Certainly." Anew hurriedly wiped away her tears and moved to follow him, despite not having changed into her uniform. Her fluffy white slippers glided across the tiles. She had hastened to the door to the sickbay when it suddenly opened, revealing a uniformed Lockon Stratos and his wide, aquamarine eyes. She started again, releasing a whimper of surprise. He had evidently come to watch over her, but he never expected to see her in a white dress and wandering the ward. He didn't even notice Lasse as Anew began to stutter. "Lyle," she blurted, staring up at the troubled face of the Irishman. "I – "

"Shut up." Lockon swept the Innovator into a relieved embrace, planting his lips firmly on hers, clutching at her fabric and pale skin triumphantly. "So you're awake, Anew? It's about damn time." She closed her crimson eyes, obediently melting into his cuddle as her bosom warmed. "Are you feeling better, baby?"

"Oh, yes," she moaned, burying her face in his chest. "Lyle. I'm so sorry. I've hurt so many… including you. I still can't believe you still want me, after all I've done."

"You're my woman. And I already told you – I'm not letting you say no to me." He chuckled, a portion of his fatigue suddenly lifting. "Remember that, above everything else."

Lasse reluctantly grinned as he floated out, passing the kissing couple and making his way to report in to Sumeragi.

It felt good to return to work.

*

Marina's bedroom

The fugitive princess cradled her champion's head in her lap as he enjoyed a brief rest after the Battle of London. She stroked his messy black hair as she sat on her bed, attentively massaging his scalp and kneading his forehead and brow. He had closed his eyes, although he hadn't fallen asleep just yet. Duty would call again very soon, but he did his best to visit her when the children and music weren't occupying her time. He admired her unpretentiousness and her open fondness for the youngsters, but was especially impressed with her talent for music and singing. How he wished that he possessed other talents apart from shooting, fighting and piloting! Perhaps one day, such skills would no longer play such a salient role in his violent life.

"You are a fine exemplar of manhood," praised Marina. "You are a shield-bearer of my hopes. My advocate, my inspiration." Her hands cupped his face. "Yet I look at your young countenance, and I cannot help but curse the disparity between your age and mine." She closed her eyes as he quietly kissed her hand. "Why have you chosen me, Soran? It is so wonderful that you have claimed me as your beloved, but I feel slightly guilty for stealing you from… the other women on this ship."

"I belonged to no one before," he murmured. "And now, I don't wish to belong to anyone else."

Despite her self-doubt, she felt terribly flattered. "Not even… not even to Miss Grace?" she confirmed uncertainly.

"This isn't like you," he said suddenly, catching her unawares, and she nodded shamefully. "Marina… something is troubling you. Or else you wouldn't be so unsure of yourself. You know you're my guiding light. It's your voice that I hear, in victory as well as defeat."

"But… I wish to know what our future will be like," she blurted, admitting to him of her burning desire to begin anew. She had always hoped for the day she could reassume her responsibilities as the monarch of an independent, prosperous Azadistan, but now she desired something beyond the jurisdiction of her authority.

She found herself wanting Setsuna to stay in her palace… that is, if she was ever empowered to return home.

But such lofty fantasies (and they were merely dreams for home and family!) of their new life in her hearth would have to wait. Feldt's voice echoed through a speaker in her bedroom: "All Meisters scramble. Operation Moonbase Assault is about to commence. Sumeragi will give each unit their instructions in exactly ten minutes."

"I must go," said Setsuna quietly, looking into her cerulean irises.

"Shine, my star," she encouraged. "Bring hope to us all… bring hope to me, as this world's first Innovator."

Her rose from her lap and gave her a warm, tender kiss. She stroked her fingers along his cheek one last time, and he slipped his boots back on, striding to her door and walking out.

Even their partings had become expressions of lamentation.

*

Nearby the near side of the moon

Sumeragi focused her gaze on the screen before her as Celestial Being's four Gundams soared beside Ptolemaios. 0 Raiser had docked with 00 Gundam, and GN Archer flew alongside Arios as Seravee scanned the immediate sector for any possible ambushes. "Everyone, we've left Earth and are ten minutes from the A-Laws fleet," she said. "We intercepted several distress signals that never reached Earth, begging for reinforcements against Decepticon forces. Our mission is to engage the Decepticons attacking the fleet near the moon, and if necessary, to help the A-Laws drive them back. In the worst-case scenario, we have to put our enmity aside and work together to fight off Starscream's legions. We also have a secondary phase to this mission. Once we break past the Decepticons and A-Laws, Ptolemaios will make straight for the dark side of the moon."

"The dark side of the moon?" asked Tieria, glancing into his screen. "Then that means…"

"I've confirmed that there's a massive astral object hiding on the moon's far side," offered Feldt over the receiver. "I suspect it's the main headquarters of the Innovators."

"Then if we can just hold out long enough to get there, we'll have retrieved Veda!" exclaimed Lockon, his repaired Cherudim shining with Ian's care.

Sumeragi nodded. "Veda can only be located there. While the Gundams engage the space forces, Ptolemaios will swing around to Lagrange 2. Optimus and Jetfire will be the ones to retrieve Veda as they launch a ground assault on our enemies."

She paused. And it is only right that you and the Autobots attain the power that Schenberg wanted you to attain, Optimus.

"Look," cautioned Allelujah. They were approaching the moon, and it was clear that a terrible battle had ensued. Row upon row of battlecruisers floated aimlessly, torn apart by some wicked hand. Amidst the ruins hung the wreckages of countless Aheads, the main units of the A-Laws space fleet. "What… what happened here?"

The answer was quite obvious.

Only several dreadnoughts remained undamaged, firing desperately at what seemed to be a massive robot with a body that could hardly be called humanoid. It was black and silver, and its head was of a bizarre shape thanks to its new crest – its ebony Gundam crest. It turned around as Lasse activated the secondary thrusters for Ptolemaios. Its humongous red eyes flowed hatefully in between two giant shoulderplates the size of small buildings as it raised its arms, on which were mounted two GN EMP Launchers. Its chrome, three-fingered hands clenched as it displayed row upon row of missile launchers along its shoulders. The astonished Meisters gasped as a silhouette of its alternate mode's bulk emerged behind him – the now redundant components of an A-Laws cruiser mode. But spread around its hulking back wasn't simply the folded metal of Transformer machinery: arranged like the wings of a fallen angel was a staggering number of eight equipped GN Drives – genuine and operational, humming and spilling out aqua particles across every direction, illuminating the Decepticon with a sinister, sweeping nimbus.

Tieria's eyes widened. "Impossible. Eight true solar furnaces?! What… what has Veda given these monsters?"

Veda was never meant to bestow such power!

Setsuna gritted his teeth in unforgiving, vengeful fury. These bastards… they've stolen everything from Optimus and the Autobots! "They engaged the entire A-Laws fleet without even flinching…" His eyes suddenly widened as his screen displayed a much smaller Mobile Suit in the distance. It turned its head, staring contemptuously at 00 Raiser. He fell silent.

That Gundam… that bronze Gundam…

Starscream sneered, releasing the head of a destroyed Ahead as it turned to taunt 00 Raiser. "I see you really did survive my gratitude. I applaud you for your tenacity to survive – it is almost as strong as my own. But this is the furthest you shall go, Soran Ibrahim. Thank me for sparing your pitiful organic life. I may just see fit to kill you painlessly. Blackout!"

The titantic Cybertronian, reborn through Veda and its configuration of its already huge mass, loomed over the Ptolemaios Celestial Being's Gundams. "Behemoth Gundam. Blackout. Eradicating targets." His red optics shifted sideways suspiciously. "Do not try anything treacherous, Starscream. I have chosen to aid you only so that our Lord can take his time in assimilating the riches of Veda. Do not mistake me for your follower. My existence is for Lord Megatron alone."

Starscream smiled, his spark dancing in malevolent pretence. "But of course. Perhaps you can demonstrate your loyalty by obliterating these insects?"

"Veda… Aeolia Schenberg…" gritted Tieria, his hands tightening on his control sticks. "Have the actions of Celestial Being unwittingly doomed Earth itself?!"

"Not yet," came Prime's angry voice. "We're not done yet. We will stop Starscream and Blackout. I swear by the Dynasty of the Primes."

"Just get us to the enemy's command centre," chimed in Jetfire over the frequency. "Once we access Veda, we can turn the tide against those miscreants. We've succeeded against the Decepticons for so long because we weren't afraid of betting everything to win."

Sumeragi's eyes narrowed in concentration. "The Autobots are right. Don't lose your cool, Meisters. Prepare to engage, all of you. I need you to be strong – this trial is more important than any before it."

She closed her eyes briefly, taking a deep breath. The outcome of this battle would have significant consequences for the world. Whether it would live to see another sunrise… or be destroyed at the hands of the Decepticon Gundams.

Pour your strength into me, Optimus. I need your support, as a fellow leader and as a human who loves you.

"Lasse! Anew! It's do or die! Activate Trans-Am to punch around the moon while Setsuna and the others hold off the Decepticons. And concentrate a burst of GN Particles at the front of the ship to prevent anything from stopping us!" she shouted.

"Leave that to us," growled Lasse, punching in the commands according to Sumeragi's directives.

"Everything's ready, Ma'am!" cried a newly uniformed and seated Anew. She shared a resolute glance with Mileina, who had already forgotten about the hostility that the Innovator had initiated. "Initiating Trans-Am!" At Anew's input, Ptolemaios was enveloped in a glowing sheet of red, and the spacecraft suddenly burst in an arcing semi-circle around the imminent battlefield, heading straight for the ruins of the A-Laws fleet and the distant surface of the moon. A powerful GN Field surrounded its frontal hull, and within several seconds, it was effectively fleeing the battlefield in order to strike at the very heart of the Innovators' base – to Lagrange 2, to the moon's dark side.

If they were to stand a chance at all, Veda needed to be retrieved at all costs.

Blackout's eight solar furnaces hummed louder as he hovered upwards to stop Ptolemaios's route, but a sudden plasma beam from Arios diverted his attention. He withdrew his hand and glared at the orange-white Gundam as it transformed into its fighter jet mode, hurtling recklessly towards him. "So this… is our true enemy," whispered Allelujah in his cockpit. "How we can ever manage to topple it, I don't know."

GN Archer quickly followed Arios in a haze of GN Particles, and Marie's voice was slightly fearful. "Allelujah… we must protect each other."

GN Archer transformed smoothly and soared to dock with Arios, forming Celestial Being's foremost fighter aircraft, the Archer Arios. Allelujah did not utter another word as he and Marie swooped towards Blackout, who raised his arms, preparing to charge his EMP Launchers. Starscream had drawn his beam sabre and moved to engage 00 Raiser, and Cherudim and Seravee began to gather the strength within their respective weapons for a concentrated bombardment against the Decepticons. Lockon grimaced. "I like our chances. At least the A-Laws don't look like they can do anything to stop us."

The A-Laws could not longer threaten the balance of power, for there had been no balance to begin with. Even Celestial Being seemed powerless to stop Starscream and Blackout's onslaught. The Decepticons thundered their triumphant proclamation in their native Cybertronian tongue, and it resounded across the universe, shaking the foundations of Earth and tearing into the frequencies of the Federation survivors, the Gundams, and Ptolemaios. And inside the ship's hangar, Prime and Jetfire collapsed to their knees, clutching their heads in agony once more.

"Hail Lord Megatron!"