Sentinel “Prime”… Ah, the “Leader” of Iacon everyone so loved and adored… Before them, he was confident; knew how to take the lead and make them believe his schemes.

But before you and your minions? He bows for you, fearful and obedient. Time came for the scheduled Energon offerings to be given. The many trains opened up, revealing countless boxes of pure Energon, glowing blue. The false Prime and his guards kept their helms low as they remained kneeled before your ship, and so he spoke. “This is all we have…”

His voice is small and quiet, hoping that you’d be satisfied enough to not snap at him like last time.