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Then recovering the journal would be more difficult than we'd imagined.
I am convinced, mighty Galvatron,
Great Caesar's ghost!
Jump quick! Arms up! Kick high! Be a winner - two, three, four!
Initiate camouflage.
A similar situation is developing on the green moon of Antaar.
Personally, I don't care as long as they're off the air for good.
Rodimus! Ultra Magnus!
We control the vertical.
No. Summon the Sweeps.
Nothing unusual so far.
cloudiness is bad... cleanliness is good...
Wonder if we'll ever know who broadcast those mysterious programs?
Unless, of course, the journal, were to be discovered by one of these armies.
Quintessons! What do you suppose they're after?
I was just gonna, son.
Perhaps the Junkions mistook Sky Lynx for another Decepticon.
Analysis?
We could turn this tide of barbarism to our advantage.
He's headed for, Junkion.