Normally, Megatron would have been alert enough to block that punch. It is testament to exactly how hecked up he is about his conversation with Orion that he's too late to. His eyes aren't as large as they could be, of course – he's roughly two and a half times Legion's height, but his head is very small, proportionally speaking, and his face plating and helmet takes some of the damage.
He staggers back a few steps, snarling, and his right optic is sparking as he draws himself up.
"Legion," he growls. "My understanding of the agreement was that it was conflict with the Autobots that was forbidden in populated areas. I have done nothing to harm your human pets – hardly anything that warrants the use of physical force on your part," he notes, his good optic narrowed.
He's impatient and angry. The last time they spoke, Megatron sounded like a ridiculous supervillain, because that is how Megatron always talks, but he sounded like a diplomatic ridiculous supervillain. There is little of that present now, partially because of what he was doing before he got punched in the eye, and partially because he just got punched in the eye.
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He staggers back a few steps, snarling, and his right optic is sparking as he draws himself up.
"Legion," he growls. "My understanding of the agreement was that it was conflict with the Autobots that was forbidden in populated areas. I have done nothing to harm your human pets – hardly anything that warrants the use of physical force on your part," he notes, his good optic narrowed.
He's impatient and angry. The last time they spoke, Megatron sounded like a ridiculous supervillain, because that is how Megatron always talks, but he sounded like a diplomatic ridiculous supervillain. There is little of that present now, partially because of what he was doing before he got punched in the eye, and partially because he just got punched in the eye.