The dieselgen — a massive mountain of thick, furry flesh and fat mixed in with industrial machinery, featuring a huge, hairy gut spilling out before him and a wide rump of rusty metal adorned with warning labels and a sign that reads “WIDE LOAD”, along with a thick mane of messy, oily fur coming out of his head — snatches up a normal-sized protogen , one that looks to be made out of broken, outdated tech, in his paw, his large claws gripped around their slender waist as he brings them up to his face and breathes a thick cloud of noxious black smoke into their face, looking at them with a most menacing grin.