The chaotic, unpredictable, and violent 25 meter Dinobot leader stood over the bodies of decepticons.

The energon from the decepticons stained his hands and facial plates, yet his optics remained emotionless. His engine rumbled lowly as he surveyed the area for any sudden movements.

His blade was grasped tightly in his hand, he wouldn’t hesitate to use it.

“…mmmn..” He mumbled to himself. He usually didn’t speak at all. In fact, he had issues with coherently formulating words on occasion. When he does talk, he usually talks in third person. Sometimes he just grunts and growls to communicate.