Sprocket takes the map in his left hand.
"Yeah. I'll try not to," he says.
"A logical course of action," the cyclops agrees. "The cruiser is currently holding us in place with anchor cables and a tractor beam."
"Tractor beams again?" Grommet grumbles.
"Destroying the derelict would free Salvation and allow us to escape to transwarp," Shockwave continues.
The limb comes apart in a storm of Dark Energon and flying scraps of metal.
"Primus..." one of the squadmates swears.