Transformers Mansion

Fallstreak laughs as he catches sight of Desinex. And if there's a nervous edge to it, it's lost in the wind as the jet tips and dips at high speed, the ground and the enemies it holds tilting beneath him. He's enjoying the flight. He's back in the air now. He was made for this, raised in the sky, programmed to be at home among the clouds. If there's anywhere he can't be caught, it's here. No cover - he's exposed as he can be at this low altitude, but at least he can move.

...So the first shot from Optimus has the Earth-style jet twist and pull out of formation before he knows what he's doing. He catches himself and banks hurriedly, engaging his afterburners to get back in the fold. And transmitting hurried apology signals. He'd have just earned a warning shot at least in some wings.

Movor, meanwhile, has followed Optimus's lead. He tracks the flying beasts with more accuracy than the jet behind him, keeping an optic on the situation below...

Until a spitter strays too close to his commander's back. A flash of white light, and the shuttle nails his first target. With perhaps a stronger blast than was strictly called for.