Scorchlock sighed, wondering if Primus was against him or something.
King-Quan was not intimidated by the Decepticon that was trying to sweet-talk his way out of this. He frowned his metal-eyebrows notably, his optics emanating more emotion, the emotion of anger, it may very well scare Shatterpoint at the sudden grimace of King-Quan than it would him. It certainly was unusual for this bot to be like this, giving his natural and calm demeanor but Shatterpoint was playing on a very thin string, his optics glaring into his, wondering what was the best course of action.
His grip around his sword tightened, Shatterpoint was so bold, so arrogant to step in King-Quan's boundaries. He could have with one fell swoop decapitated the Decepticon Captain. To prove how worthless he truly was. King-Quan could have gone that far, to prove that he will not stand for this injustice, but he couldn't. He didn't know if the other Captains will sentence King-Quan for the death of well...Decepticon Captain that only barks orders and does nothing.
But alas, King-Quan played it smart. He will beat Shatterpoint at his own game and he will feed him his words ten times fold. "You must think so highly of you, Shatterpoint." He spoke, once again with a calm tone though there was anger behind it. "While we risk our lives on the battlefield. You sit there, on Salvation's bridge, and all you're good at. Is bark orders." He said. "You have no honor, you are not worthy of your title." His words became harder to bear. "I don't see you making the sacrifice play. To lay down your life for an Autobot, give him cover while you are taking the bullet." He said, his stance was sturdy, ready for any upcoming attack.
"You may not be a threat to us," King-Quan said. "But you should stop pretending to be something better than us. Because when Primus gave you life, he made you equal, just like any other bot. So you should be thankful that you are living and breathing right now because of him. There are dark forces beyond your imagination that you simply cannot phantom. This Great War bores me. Megatron...Ultra Magnus...Autobots...Decepticons. It all goes." He declared. "And the sooner you get that to your brain receptor and stop acting like a petulant child. The better we will have our maker back on his feet."
He rose an eyebrow, in a way to mock him. "What?" He asked. "You seem surprised? The regulations allow you to bark all you want at us. But that's the same with us."