Cyclonus wasn’t sure what drew him back to Unicron; and yet here he was, hesitating just outside of the beast’s gravitational pull.
Finally, he descends, looking for that familiar signs of Darkhaven, but it had been so long and the surface of Unicron had changed so much, he was at a loss. He needed to find an entrance quickly, or risk being caught out in one of the many dangerous storms lingering on the planet’s surface.
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Eldritch winds how through the forest of spires on Unicron's surface, the sky sparking with lightning.
As if in answer to his unspoken prayers, a panel opens in one of the spires, revealing a mechanical lift.
Cyclonus wasn’t directly watching when it opened, but he heard the familiar whirring of a door opening, and he finds it quickly. Hesitation stops him from diving right for it. Was he sure about this?
Yes, he decides. Yes, he’s very sure.
He transforms on the spire’s ledge, glancing around to be sure he wasn’t being watched before stepping onto the lift. Best do this before he changed his mind..again.
