“There has to be a way.” Jetfire’s palms were flat on the console, as if bracing himself for resistance. “Everything can be replicated. We simply have to figure out how.”
“Simply,” Perceptor tilted his head. He didn’t know why he was here. This wasn’t his job anymore.
Jetfire frowned, stung.
“If we had Shockwave’s notes, maybe.” Lightspeed tipped
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