Tarn feels the outer armor on his chest begin the crush under Megatron's weight. His comment stings. Worthless, forgotten, abandoned, his thoughts feel poisonous as he tries to block them out.

Tarn is a Decepticon and he is proud to be part of his Division. An elite position so prestigious as his own is nothing to scoff over. He forces strength back into his voice.

"Enough!" He roars. Pointing his double fusion cannon up to aim at Megatron's head. He has to shut him up. He can't listen to his old Commander talk this way about the cause. "I won't listen to these lies and slander any longer. You have gone too far. This ends now."