The Quintesson led out a soft but cruel laugh.

"What "honor" do you speak of? Do you even deserve such nonsense? Do you have any idea how you were even created? Or how your "father" was? You would not be here if it were not for my kind. We gave you life, and this is how you repay us? Free will? Conquest? Peace? War? ILLUSIONS! I can assure you, "Son of Unicron," you and the rest of Cybertron will be judged swiftly, but painfully, by our newest and most powerful "child." The one you call Optimus Prime will soon meet his end by this child, and will come after you next. Enjoy your little conquest, "Antiprime" while it's still fresh. HeheheheheHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!"