D-16 was walking through the alley's Iacon. His servos were clenched tightly into a fist, betrayed by Sentinel... And traumatized as he saw what he had done to Megatronus Prime. He huffed and sat down on a old logged bench. This part of the Iacon was abandoned to the old war that happened centuries ago, but it felt... as if it just happened yesterday. He shook his head and buried his faceplate into his servos.