The large decepticon was seated in a chair. It wasn’t clear what he was thinking or feeling— since he had a large “X” that covered his eyes.

It was attached to him, even if it seemed odd he never seemed to mind it.

His frame was still, the eerie creaks inside of the Peaceful Tyranny made the scene all the scarier.

Energon was dried up inside of his grinder, showing the sheer amount of other bots he had ground up.