The pilot of the fighter sees Starchaser circling around him and rolls in the opposite direction. The craft’s engines flip around and begin to propel it upward on Starchaser’s right side.
The cloaked bot steps through the smoke, waving it away with his hand. Topside stows his sword after calming down some.
“With luck, there will a future in which that will become a reality for us yet,” Greasemonkey comments.
The New Decepticon fleet speeds away from the colony ship, having acquired Salvation’s current destination from the energy signature given off by the Blue Omega Key. Like bees from a hive, dropships begin to stream from the hangars of the warships and dart ahead of them toward the gorge.