WingWraith wobbled as the rest got to there feet, trying to collect themselves and decide what they were doing, now. He found himself staring down Septishocks weapon.

"I-"

Just then, the ship lurched forward, and began spinning sideways! The emergency systems and lights began flashing, a voice announcing over the comm system, "Warning- total failure of multiple systems; propulsion and navigation: Disabled. Approaching planet; crash probability: 99.9%. Emergency procedures strongly recommended."

WingWraith managed to keep his footing, this time, and was quicker to act. "Predacons, [i]retreat![/i]" He and a handful of others beat a hasty retreat down the corridor before anyone could stop them.

While the conflict seemed forgotten by the other mutinous Predacons (fleeing for the stasis pods, presumably), the ship called out again: "Warning; emergency launch of stasis pods imminent. All pods unoccupied at time of atmospheric entry will not be launchable; repeat: safe evacuation will not be possible upon entering atmosphere- all nonessential personnel must immediately enter stasis pods, or risk severe injury/deactivation!"

Mere moments later- "Warning! Entering planet atmosphere; scout craft launch is ill advised!" An explosion later, "-Hull Breach; sealing off launch bay-"

The comm's crackled to life, and WingWraith called out, "See you in the Pit, Maximal scum!"