"What, because I'm a Decepticon?" Krok doesn't step back. This is about his crew; he won't relent. Not for them. "Because we're Decepticons, and it wasn't worth doing something about him after he attacked two of us already? Because I might be biased?" He can't stop being angry. He can't. Despair is already snatching at his edges.

Ultra Magnus won't help you.

"I don't care what you do with him," Krok says, trying with everything he has to stay right where he is, to stay firm. "I don't care. I just want him to undo whatever he's done to Fulcrum."