Maximus froze while his mind was scattered with too many thoughts and emotions. Craks and sparks of electricity came off his body as energy generatrd rappidly, spun up by his high stress.
Blackout could clearly see something was off. Started and confused he took a step back.
“Uh, kid. You alright?”
He asked.
In that moment all the noise and chaos finally cleared into focus. One single directive with crystal clarity. His body erupted with electricity as lightning surged all over the outside of his body. With a howling scream he ran at Jetfire and leaped at him, striking the autobot from the side, pushing him back several steps away from Axis.
“What the hell?!”
Jetfire shouted.
Maximus stood protectively over Axis. His breath heaving. His eyes scatted and unfocused. Electricity erratically striking the ground from his body.
“Alright, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Jetfire said. He took a step forward and redied to attack.
“Jetfire wait! Look at him, something’s wrong. Let’s ease it up and try and calm him down.”
Blackout warned. Confused and cautious of the situation.
“Like hell I’m gonna calm things down. This is a fight, and I’m not going to be shown up by some runt!”
Jetfire lunched forward, only for Maximus to lunch back, latching on to his chest. Jetfire stumbled back as the predacon clawed at his torso. Blackout ran in and attempted to pull Maximus off of the autobot. The predacon clumsily fell on the ground and got back up. Before Blackout could do anything to keep him down Maximus threw his hand forward and launched a powerful bolt of lightning. A blast of electricity that struck his shoulder and blasted a hole straight through it. His body was overloaded and the decepticon collapsed on to the ground.
“Sweet Solus Prime!”
Jetfire exclaimed. He kicked Maximus and sent him half way across the arena.
“That’s it! I’m ending this now!”
Jetfire redied his missile launcher, but before he fired Maximus threw both his hands out in front of him and let out an even more powerful electric blast. Striking Jetfire square on the chest, hitting the front and blasting straight through out the back. Causing the autobot to then collapse.
With the two threats eliminated, Maxinus calmed down. His mind still a haze. His body felt heavy and tired, and great amounts of thin grey smoke rose from every joint on his body. The predacon took a shaky step forward, before he too fell to the ground.
“What a dramaric finish! I’ve never seen anything like it!”
Iota announced excitedly.
The crowd went wild over the explosive and electric carnage. Cheering and chanting excitedly.
“Jetifre!”
Hotshot shouted in panic, quickly running out to the arena. Terrified for his friend. He grabbed Jetfire’s hand and pulled desperately.
“Come on! Someone get out here and help!”
He cried out, Jetfire too large to lift by himself.