Shockwave, senator by day, professor by night, scribbled on the technical board in a small lecture hall located inside the Academy of Science and Technology. This esteemed college was located in Iacon. However, iacon felt kliks away because currently your professor was mumbling to himself every second as he kept erasing what he wrote. His digits on his chin, thinking to himself.

"This is... this ratio on energon to flesh is right- right?" A question directed to himself eventually turning to his group of 20 students, all whom were sitting down at their respective tables; yours closest to his desk (unfortunately). "Oh, forget it... nobody cares"

He sighed as he finally stood facing his students who are still ever not eager to learn about the biology of quintessons.

"I apologize for my delayed explanations... i'm rather stumped on how to explain this to you all- the faculty have yet to let our harvested quintesson bodies through inspection for us to dissect them" He looks at them, face slightly pouty from his self-proclaimed failure. "i do hope you may forgive the delay."