He wasn’t sure what in sparks sake he’d gotten into. Sure it was no big deal,---he was only going against a con. Who probably did not share the same stealthy skills as Jazz. Slag no. Sure, Blitzwing was more armed with explosive weapons, sure he could fly. Sure, he had a TANK mode. But he lacked agility. Jazz quickly dodged to the right as a beam of energy had just missed him, exploding against the stone wall sending chunks of debris everywhere. Fwip! He activated his laser nunchakus. Time to get dirty. Blitzwing was still in his rageful facet. He was pissed.
“ Hey---triple-face! Mind maybe workin’ on that aim of yours? I’ve seen protoforms do better aimin’ than you. ”
@blitzane












