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“Watch me,” Sam shot back.

“Is dead,” Optimus said, the words heavy, not triumphant. “But his ambition is a poison that spreads. The AllSpark cannot remain on this planet. It will call to every Decepticon in the galaxy. It will turn your machines, your phones, your very toasters into enemies.”

And then they were gone.

“Forty-eight hours,” Optimus said. “To repair the Ark’s space bridge. To prepare.” transformers.2007

Sam stood in the dust, staring at the empty air. Mikaela squeezed his hand.

The silence was absolute.

Lennox frowned. “A tomb?”

Lennox grabbed his radio. “All units, defensive positions! Autobots, get the hell out of here!”

“We came here fleeing a war,” he said, his voice echoing across the silent street. “We found a new one. But we also found something we had lost. Hope. And a boy who taught us that courage is not the absence of fear, but the will to speak when your voice shakes.”

“You’ve got forty-eight hours and one hell of an air support,” Lennox replied. He looked at Sam. “You’re not going.” “Watch me,” Sam shot back

He turned to Lennox. “Tell your world we did not come as conquerors. Tell them… we were lucky. The Decepticons came for their planet. We came to save ours. And we will not forget the ones who helped us.”

“Time is up,” Ironhide snarled, cannons deploying.