Breakdown found the Autobot oddly fascinating.

Instead of attacking, the mech kept trying to calm him. Breakdown wasn't fooled. His processor whirred as yellow optics narrowed, his servo shifting into the massive hammer at his side.

He wasn't some mindless beast to be soothed. He was a warrior. A loyal soldier of Lord Megatron.

The hammer's blunt end slammed into the ground, sending a tremor through the earth. Without flinching, Breakdown stalked closer, circling his counterpart.

"Stop. Talking." His deep voice rumbled with quiet menace.