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- "It's over, Antarean!" declared Snapper, holding his cannon awkwardly with his one remaining arm. To Overshoot, it sounded as if he was on the other side of a bulkhead, or speaking below three mechanometers of rust. "You're the only one left." Magmatron raised a sword and Rampage his missile launcher.
- "Ooooh, not who I was hoping for, but it'll have to do. Oooooh." The Antarean pressed a button and the room filled with cackling blue energy. Somehow Overshoot knew it was the hyperwave caster itself, weaponized with an incredible source of power. It was an unusual attack vector, not one that Cybertronians would generally have defenses against. Nor humans.
- Rampage, Magmatron, and Snapper dropped to the floor, puppets with their strings cut. "Do you like my quantumite-fueled tachyon pulse?" he gloated.
- [...]
- His mechanical eyes swept the room, taking in the dead Antarean, as well as the unconscious forms of Rampage, Magmatron, and Snapper. They were starting to stir, but would still be out for another megacycle or two. Well, except maybe Rampage.
- [...]
- Rampage groaned and pulled himself to his feet, using the controls for leverage. He was unsteady, but Overshoot thought that wouldn't last long.
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