“I wouldn’t recommend it.” He warns them, his tail loosening up as it lays on the ground, his hand gripping tightly around the mace sword, his optics set on them, ready to strike…
Voltex was silent, his optics narrowing as he could hear the voice of Starscream. “Why is that idiot inside my head….” He thought, shaking his head all of the sudden. “I can’t leave…what about my pride? Can’t he save his own sorry tailpipe?” He thought some more.
Voltex glanced at Megatron with a sly look. “Megatron…” He muttered. One could blink and then see Voltex gone as he charged at Megatron.
He jumped in the air, leaping at Megatron as he held his mace sword up high before slamming it down at his head with his tail at the same time aimed for his chest, attempting to impale him.