[Tarn squares his shoulders, staring down at Megatron as he looks over Riptide's greying corpse. The gentle touches paid to Tarn’s latest victim only worsen his temper. This disgrace holds no resemblance to the mech that he once followed. ]

His death is only the beginning, Megatron. You can’t protect them. [ Tarn knows that he’s pushing, but he’s sure that with the mounting tension in the air, it won’t be long before Megatron gives Tarn the fight that he rightfully deserves.

He’ll kill Megatron or die trying.]

I am done with this charade! This supposed ‘truce’ that you seem to think we have is nothing but a ludicrous illusion held by a weak traitor.


[Tarn’s voice cracks into a vicious growl as he attempts to kick Megatron in the helm with all of his might.]