[They smash through the storefront, glass, cinder, blocks and — apparently, this was an antique store — ancient alien gewgaws and trinkets flying everywhere.
The roll is sudden, the effect of the charge admittedly unplanned for. The shadow, such as it is, rolls with Sideswipe, and ends up solidly underneath the Cybertronian.
The weight is dreadful, limbs creaking, cracking under the weight of the bot's body. It cannot move. It is pinned, unable to shift, attack, or defend.
And so it changes — breaking down, features disappearing — into a pool of black acid.
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The roll is sudden, the effect of the charge admittedly unplanned for. The shadow, such as it is, rolls with Sideswipe, and ends up solidly underneath the Cybertronian.
The weight is dreadful, limbs creaking, cracking under the weight of the bot's body. It cannot move. It is pinned, unable to shift, attack, or defend.
And so it changes — breaking down, features disappearing — into a pool of black acid.
Disappear.]