@Absolis@HamstrongForgetting about the one he knocked into the building for a moment, Grimlock turned his attention to the one falling down on him. He put some of the last energy he had into raising his sword to deflect the slash, so that instead of damaging his entire body it only damaged his arm. The electric wave simply took too much out of him to do any more than that. He could feel his circuits still sizzling, sending pricks of pain to his central processor. He was seeing red, although not due to anger. Falling to the ground, his massive form imbedded itself into the ground as he no longer had the strength to stand. Alerts and alarms were buzzing in his head, telling him that he needed to act quickly to stabilize himself.
Unfortunately, no such aid would arrive for him. His vision started to fade as his energy levels dropped to dangerous levels. In an act of final defense, his body went into a standby mode. His once vibrant energy signature faded to a barely visible flicker. His eyes and other parts of him began to dim down until the glowing was just barely visible. Entering stasis-lock would allow him to survive this ordeal ... hopefully.
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Flying over the original source of the burst, Starscream wasn't quite sure what he was seeing. It didn't make sense! This kind of thing was alien to Cybertronian culture of his time, so he had very little to come up on to describe it. Tiny versions of once fearsome threats all ... playing about and wasting time.
Rapidly descending over the palace, he transformed and landed atop the wreckage. These pathetic creatures were truly disgusting. They were creating sparkles and images of water refracting (rainbows). They were making high pitch giggling sounds, as if their life-or-death battle had become some sort of inside joke.
Choosing not to crush them when he had the chance, he opted to watch from the sidelines. Perhaps he could wait this foolishness out, and then strike a deal with the ones who created the pulse. He'd much rather be on their side than against it. While the preferable option would be to kill them all in their weakened state and claim their armies for his own, he knew they were probably stronger than their forms let on. He could tell this wait was going to be excruciatingly dull.