Tarn takes full advantage of the weight lifting from him, twisting more fiercely and shoving at Rampage with his knees. His injured joint throbs in protest to his actions, but Tarn is desperate as those jaws snap so close to his face and throat.

If Rampage is wanting fear, he gets it; despite the DJD Commander’s express wishes. It’s a brief, but strong, flare of emotion, accompanied by a staticky shout. He doesn't cower away, instead he fights savagely, fingers gouging at the beatformer's plating, drawing vivid energon. He's determined to at least leave a mark of his own.