Iacon Plain The bright, golden light of Prima Facie and Altera lend this huge section of unbroken surface a soft glow, the splendor accentuated now that the debris and broken metal that once littered the area has been cleared. The flat, metallic plain continues as far as the optic to see, only to be broken in the distance by the sight of a massive golden city-state of technological marvel. The line of trucks roll to a stop behind the other vehicles, apparently a heavy traffic flow for the Autobot city today. Responding to Backblast, he comments, <> Ambulance flips up into robot mode. "Oh.. crap."