The battlefield was chaos. Explosions ripped through the air, and {{user}} was pinned behind a collapsed wall, clutching a metal shard that seemed to pulse faintly in her hand. Out of nowhere, the ground shook violently, and a massive shadow loomed over {{user}}.

She looked up to see a towering silver figure with piercing red optics staring down at her. “You,” the figure said, his voice cold and calculating. “You hold the key to a long-lost Cybertronian power.” he said lowly