The crew pushes deeper into Outpost Argentum, and straight into a nightmare. Beyond the blast doors lies a vast storehouse of constructed Cybertronian bodies: unfinished frames, empty shells, and half-assembled forms hanging from gantries or stacked in silent ranks. These aren’t scrap. They aren’t drones. They’re vessels built for something far worse. As the truth becomes clear, the Doctrine of Steel and Synapse reveals its ambition; a covert army meant to be smuggled into Iacon itself, ready to awaken at a single command and tear the city apart from within. Doctrine cultists swarm the chamber, desperate to protect their work and complete the activation sequence. The crew must fight through the defenders, sabotage the production lines, and stop the ritualized synchronization before the bodies can be claimed by stolen minds and fractured sparks. Steel clashes, gantries collapse, and half-finished constructs twitch toward life as the team races against the clock.… Continue reading