[Starscream is crouching, hands out to his sides, claws splayed. He's pretty much covered in fluids; energon and blood and something that glows green. A variety of parts lay scattered around him, mostly limbs ripped from charging enemies. There's a huge grin on his face as he glances down at the screen, wings taut and twitching on his back.]
So much for the mystery of how to kill these things. When in doubt, claw their optics out.
Or... eyes... I suppose. [Something goes squish under his foot.]
Got any harder missions to send me on, Megatronus?