“Decepticons, Attack!!!”

"Status template? Lord Megatron, isn't this a little inappropriate? Uh, I mean, this is the most correct order possible. Your loyal servant will carry it out without fail..." Seeing Megatron's furious expression and the threatening way he picked up the greatsword again, Starscream assessed the difference in strength between them. His crafty brain immediately began calculating, and then he naturally dropped to his knees. Reluctantly, he displayed his template and let Megatron receive it.