"Sounds like you were overdue for 'getting off easy' then."

Optimus managed a smile that slowly faded with a wary sigh.

"Tarn? Well, as near as I can tell, he was using some sort of vocal resonance attack. In the end, it just more or less feels like someone just...grabbed my spark and squeezed."

He rubbed a hand over his relatively unmarred chest-plates, the all-encompassing ache under them not nearly subsided.