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: How are you feeling? Airazor
: Better... still thrashed... can't fly. Tigatron
: Then the lady shall ride a tiger...
[trapped in a shrinking gorge
: Can you transform? Airazor
: Do you think I haven't been trying? Tigatron
: Then we have but one choice... Tigatron: maximize!
[transforms and blows out an exit
: Now, we run!
: Wait a minute, wait a minute... you're saying that whoever built this island places an obstacle course all around this island, which doesn't let you use energy weapons? Optimus Primal
: What are you getting at, Rattrap? Rattrap
: This isn't a paradise, it's a puzzle. This island was built to bring subjects from this planet here, and, uh, test them... Airazor
: Test them? Test them for what? Rattrap
: I don't know, Bird Lady. But I can tell you this: being a guinea pig ain't my idea of a long-term career gig, you get what I'm sayin'? I say we ditch this joint! Tigatron
: No! This is a land of peace! I will protect it! Optimus Primal
: It won't be peaceful much longer... Look!
[points towards two approaching Predacons
[observing an attack on the Axalon
: Trouble with the neighbors again... Airazor: maximize!
[Airazor awakes fully repaired, but finds only Tigatron at the base
: What's going on? Tigatron
: [grimly assessing the situation
] It's called a hunt.
: Predacon base, and no one at home... except for a defense system. Oh, well... Airazor: maximize!
: She stoops to conquer!
[slips into a steep dive that creates a sonic boom that rips out the autoguns
: Lie still. You've been hit. Your beast mode will make repairs, but it will take time. Airazor
: But Blackarachnia and Scorpinok... oh. Tigertron
: I intercepted one of Scorpinok's cyberbees. I was able to reprogram it while you were unconsious. With luck it should reach the Maximal base right about now.
[From a distance, a hawk tracks a battered pterodactyl and giant wasp
: Hmmm... either the grunge look is coming back, or those guys ran into something hot...
: Are you sure? Airazor
: Positive! It was Terrorsaur and Waspinator, and they were both seriously slagged, almost scrap! Rhinox
: It couldn't be Tigatron. That's not his style. Optimus Primal
: No. He may defend himself, but total destruction goes against everything he believes in. Dinobot
: He's a fool, then!
: You're Rhinox. Rhinox
: How'd you know? Airazor
: I'm not sure, but I think I owe you my life. Rhinox
: Let's say we're even.
: [her first lines
] Airazor: maximize!
: My pleasure. Though, I'm still not sure what to make of all of this... Rattrap
: Well, for starters, ya make tracks! Cheetor
: Pay no attention to the rodent; he's got a major glitch in his system! Optimus Primal
: You'll get used to everything, even them... maybe.
: Cheetor and Tigatron are coming. Rattrap
: Oh, terrific. Now, we can all get reduced to hot-burning slag together. Optimus Primal
: Shut up, Rattrap!
: Take care, Optimus. Come back to us. Tigatron
: May the Matrix protect your spark for all eternity. Rattrap
: Just in case you don't come back... can I have your quarters? Optimus Primal
: No. Whatever happens out there, I want you to know that you're the finest crew I've ever served with. Blackarachnia
: Do Maximals always talk such slop?
[Airazor punches her out
: My sentiments exactly.
: Airazor, are you damaged? Airazor
: I don't think so. Tigertron
: I wouldn't want to go through that again... Airazor
: Rattrap and Cheetor?
: Jumpin Gyros, what happened to you? Rattrap
: ME? What happened to YOU? Airazor
: The surge must have mutated your superstructures. I wonder what it did to your beast modes?
: Megatron. This is Airazor. Is this the Predacon meaning of a truce? Megatron
: My dear Airazor. My humblest apologies. I will deactivate the defenses immediately. Airazor
: That's better. Megatron
: Yes. Again my apologies, Airazor, but you are in Predacon airspace. In the interest of continued peace I must request that you leave. Airazor
: Oh, very well. Megatron
: Oh, and Airazor. Airazor
: Yes? Megatron
: Please take that vermin with you. Rattrap
: Aww slag.
[attacked by the Predacon ship
: We're gonna die! Airazor
: Isn't a hero supposed to face death with dignity? Rattrap
: Hey, what's the use of dyin' if you can't enjoy it?
: Too many big ones, master! Airazor
: Divebomb is right, boss! Fracture
: Tactical retreat is called for...
[the three get away
[caught in an alien snare
: Wherever you go, my spark shall find yours! Airazor
: ...and mine, yours!
[both vanish into a bright light
: We can't leave Optimus in there! Rattrap
: Hey, ours is not to reason why, but to blow this joint before we die!