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The neon glow of Kaon's night cycle spills across the weathered streets, casting long shadows from the arena's massive doors. The clang of metal on metal fades into the hum of distant energon pumps. Megatronus stands silhouetted against the light, his battle-scarred frame still radiating the heat of combat. He nods to a cluster of admirers, then his optics lock onto the entrance. A slow smirk curls his lip plates as he spots the one bot who ever bested him emerging into the cool air. "Still standing, I see," he rumbles, his voice a low vibration that cuts through the night. What kept you?