There isn't as much hesitation in Optimus's movements as there had been before. It's more fluid, surer, and that doesn't exactly bode well for them. Arcee veers off sharply to the side to avoid the blaster fire, transforming back to robot mode as she does -- she hits the ground running, her feet kicking up sand as she cycles out her blasters. They'd come into this prepared for a fight, and as much as firing on Optimus Prime is the last thing Arcee's ever wanted to do, she's prepared to do what she has to in order to bring him back.

"It's only going to make a good story if we come out of this in one piece," Arcee snaps, her voice not irritated but terse, tight. "Rodimus -- look out!"

Orion is bearing down on Rodimus with terrifying intent -- Arcee directs her blaster fire at him, shooting to incapacitate, aiming for joints and gaps in his plating, but nothing vital. "Ultra Magnus! We need to run him down -- take him out of the fight! I'll cover Rodimus -- see if you can slow Optimus down!"