Arcee feels her spark jump when Orion goes down on one knee, a mix of triumph and dread. She hadn't known what was going to happen on this mission, but fighting Optimus Prime hadn't been something she was counting on. She circles around Orion's side, redirecting her blaster fire up at the elbow of his free arm, trying to assist Ultra Magnus as she rushes for Rodimus's side. If they can just get Orion's other arm out of commission, Ultra Magnus might be just enough to end this fight.

"I've got you covered, Ultra Magnus! Don't let him go!" Then she's by Rodimus, blasters still trained on Orion's arm, her optics bright with concern and intent. "Fall back, Rodimus -- I need you to get yourself out of range in case Ultra Magnus can't hold him! Go!"