The battle begins...
Box, check. Prop stick for cage, check. Rock energon bait, big check. The engineer looked at the mound of raw blue energon in the trap he had constructed. From what he understood, dark energon didn’t do much but make a mech neigh invulnerable, so he didn’t plan on killing Crushtacian. Far from it, a capture would allow far more to study. Still, his trap was set on a world where there wouldn’t be any casualties if this got out of hand(read, he wouldn’t loose his job if his boss found out).Â
The final part was a small construct with a gravity manipulator to help it carry a surprisingly large crystal to act as a lure. With any luck, it would bring his target  through a lime and cyan portal, and to his trap. He would be monitoring progress of course, keeping tabs to step in if needed. He opens the vortex, observing the feeds and waiting.Â
Crushtacean had been minding its own business, and by minding its own business, it meant trying to terrorize anyone and anything within a few yard radius despite the loss in forces that the Emperor had suffered. Desperation began to take over slowly as Crushtacean hungered for the wonderous yum-yums, and hunger never sat well with one with such an abrasive temperment.
But wait.
Crushtacean's anntennae perked upright as it sensed something within the general radius. Something large. Something shiny.
The giant crystal immediately captivated the aerial lobster as it released it's hold from the wall and promptly clung to the large crystalline object. Yesss, with this, the Emperor would replenish itself. Forces would flock to it, and the horde would flourish once more! Crushtacean would RULE. Crushtacean would CONQUER.
CRUSHTACEAN WOULD DESTROY.
Nevermind the odd glowing thing. That was ill important to Crushtacean.
FOOD.
