Fearless Spirit

Larfleeze looked at Starscream as if his heart had died. He had long since ignored the Loki who had been thrown away. Staring blankly at the ring in Starscream's hand, he looked as though his father had died, his face filled with anguish. "Mine! That is Larfleeze's ring! You despicable thief!" Larfleeze was heartbroken. He felt that he had been terribly unlucky, unlucky his entire life. As far as he could remember, he had never enjoyed a good life since birth.