"There's plenty more where that came from, Citizen Kane,"
the maddened chorus that was the voice of Echidna proclaimed, somewhat smugly, as the fist slowly retracted back into the dark hole from which it had emerged. "More, I'm sure, than even you'd know what to do with. But don't take my word for it; you want a piece of my 'futile' hatred? Then try and take it."
After the fist disappeared into the floor, the rotten patch of metal slowly began to shrink down and vanish from sight; as it did so, the cluster of red lights which formed the eyes and mouth of the vast subterranean entity whenever it chose to present itself flared into existence in front of Kimimaro. "I do live here, you know; if Unicron eats the planet, that includes me...and like the rest of you, I've no intention of dying today."
The next words it spoke were projected directly into the mind of the sound nin, and there was something about the entity's many voices which he might find familiar in some sense. That reminds me, don't lose that key; considering what you needed to put me through in order to make it, I'll be rather mad if you squander it.
Ravage could do little more than break into a feral grin as the fist punched Unicron right in the face, and in spite of himself the transmetal panther found himself emulating a particularly vulgar and obscene human hand gesture—a single finger raised in defiant salute to the Dark God.
At the Doctor's words, Ravage turned to face the Time Lord. "At this point, no," he replied, gesturing at himself to show off his sleek, redesigned and purely technological body. "As you may have noticed, I recently had an operation to better prepare myself for the coming confrontation; amongst the changes I made was the excision of my technorganic components. I am now one-hundred percent mechanical, as I always should have been."
In his private sanctum, Lambda glanced upwards as the entire complex shuddered. He was concerned at first, but then his ears caught the sound of her
voice and he felt her anger, and a smile spread across his face as he realized what must have happened.
I see these eons of captivity and torment have done little to diminish your fiery spirit, dear,
he mused with a faint chuckle. Good work—if nothing else, you've bought us some much-needed time, and I'll see to it that it does not go to waste.
With that, he returned to the task at hand; while he could not set his plans in motion until the Key had served its purpose, there were still materials to be laid out and inventories to be taken. All the players had their pieces in place, himself included, and it was time to begin the final act of this little game...