Sklog charged at the monstrosity of metal and flesh with a tint of anger but mostly fear. The being easily dodged his attack but having heard Turbulence was coming down, Sklog got a new plan which could be summed up in one word.

Run.

Sklog's charge didn't end as he continued on at top speed, heading for the elevator. Slog had once fought off five autobots on his own but back then he was simply following orders as, what he now came to realize, a slave to the higher ranking decepticons; now Sklog had no real orders and he now feared for his life which he hated greatly as the once powerful con was now reduced to little more than a snivelling sparkling. He got to the elevator doors and waited impatiently for the doors to open and reveal Turbulence. Thing's didn't get any better when Nightscream came over the intercom with that all to familiar decpticon, cynical tone. The former con looked behind him quickly to see how Prism was holding out against the beast. He hoped she would get along well and hopefully take down that thing but he was much to scared to do anything about it at the moment.