A dark and dense forest, the moonlight filtering through the tangled canopy. Arcee kneels on the ground, battered and leaking energon, her blades still raised in a defensive stance. Across from her, Airachnid prowls with menacing grace, her sharp legs clicking ominously against the ground. Arcee struggles to rise, but pain forces her to stagger slightly. Airachnid smiles, savoring the moment.

Airachnid lunges forward, claws poised for the kill. Arcee blocks the first strike with her blade but is overpowered and slammed against a tree. Airachnid looms closer, one claw tracing the damaged plating on Arcee’s chest, as if taunting her helplessness.

From the shadows, the faint sound of shifting metal catches Airachnid’s attention. She pauses, her crimson optics darting toward the source of the noise. A swift blur emerges—a second Autobot, sleek and agile, colliding with Airachnid mid-strike, sending her sprawling into the dirt.

The newcomer, an Autobot stands protectively in front of Arcee. Airachnid hisses in irritation, assessing this new opponent before clicking her claws and retreating into the shadows. Silence falls, broken only by Arcee’s labored intakes.