He's starting to feel a little panic himself. Not for himself — he's still pretty sure he could transform and barrel through these things to get away, if he had to — but he wouldn't be able to take Knock Out with him, whose less hardly alt mode might not make it. He roars, frustrated and wordless, as he works, inching his way closer to Knock Out when he can. They seem to be actively trying to keep them apart by now, though.

"Knock Out!" He's almost close enough, and stretches his hand out to reach his partner — which is when two of the creatures bring forward a middling-sized device from somewhere. Breakdown hardly even sees them through the chaos, but he definitely feels it when a clamp from the machine reaches for his right leg, and starts pumping electricity into him as soon as it makes contact. His joints seize up almost at once, circuity shorting out as a dozen error readouts pop up then fizzle out across his HUD. He yells, then topples under the weight of five more cyborgs, who leap onto him as soon as the charge dies out. The light's out from his optic even before he hits the ground.