Caught off guard and still unsteady, Krok swears protest but the world spins around his head too quickly for him to compensate. He tries; he grabs at the corner of the building, but momentum and alloy are stronger than concrete and some of the building actually cracks away in his hand. It makes him stumble as hands keep dragging him down and he hits the ground hard enough to hurt.

And then he hears that voice.

"Get off me!" he roars, trying to push himself up, roll Chromedome off. His arms are still too shaky. "I'll – I'll make you fix what you've done to Fulcrum!"