[Starscream accelerates, pleased cackles issuing from his comm. At this speed he'll do some really bad internal damage. It seems like a fitting revenge for an agent that aided in his capture.

What the jet isn't expecting is another flier to appear and thus has no time to veer away before heavy feet are shoving his nosecone straight into the dirt. It takes a minute of cursing and flailing, but he manages to transform and get a look at who would dare to interfere.

....Some weirdo with a sword, apparently.]

Cute stunt. But now you've really made me angry. Out of my way!

[The command is made a little less threatening by the fact that he's pretty much covered in dirt and scrapes. Augh and it's in his gears too... great.]