Whetstone and Treadfin agree to purchase the Kaon location.
They search for the right 'bot to talk to to buy it.
“It’ll be a nice spot, right by the spaceport. Plenty of people could stop by!” Whetstone said.
“Yeah, and it’s a good size, too. Plenty of room for all our equipment and storage for materials.”
Myriad walks up to Axis. “The coronation is about to begin. Think you’re ready?” @MaxinePrimal
As so did Hydro Rex and they surely were as as well followed by Firestorm and Seraphicon.
“Wow…that sounds like a really great freaking horn, almost blowing my audio receptors.” Hydro said.
“So Optimus it is as well great to meet you in person, name is Hydro Rex a Knight of Cybertron and this is Hammer a son of Megatronus” Hydro introduced themselves to Optimus.
Hammer then interfered. “What Hydro is trying to say is that it is as well a pleasure meeting you as well in-person. Because of you the Matrix was restored, though my only regret was that I never visited Trecedim when I had the chance.” Hammer said. “My services were needed else where, as I then joined the battle on Cybertron. I could not stand to leave any more lives to be taken so I chose to go there instead of Trecedim.”
“Yeah and Hammer sliced Megabolt in half with the Star Saber saving me,so that was epic.” Hydro ads, though he was polite about it.
“Well-” Hydro said as he was stooped by Hammer, meaning he should be more respectable.
“I wouldn’t go as far to say it the true stuff of legend…but I’ll say I did the best I could…and I have solely been able to do it because of my inspiration of Megatronus to become the best I can in battle, though sorry I ask but do I somehow remind you of him?” Hammer asked.
“Oh boy here we go again.” Hydro Rex thought, rolling his optics.
Hammer nods. “Understood,I hope that one day our paths will enter intertwine, say would this make Megatronus proud or moved by it?” Hammer asked as he then explained what he did and said towards a Megatronus statue.
As the sun shines directly above the splendorous capitol of Cybertron, a massive crowd of bots hailing from every world gathers before the Primal Basilica. Camera drones fly about, and confetti and streamers are tossed haphazardly as a thunderous tide of cheers fills the air. The ceremony was about to begin. Within the main hall of the Basilica, the Knight honor guard line up against the walls, standing stiff at attention as they wait for their cue.