Scrap.

Rodimus lowers his blaster, and it causes him no end of hurt pride to do so. But there's too much at stake to warrant starting a fight he can't win right now. And now he's lost time and his target. Great. Just, great.

"Don't think this is over, 'con," he snaps before swiftly Transforming, engine roaring as he heads back towards the epicenter of the fight.