Someone else might have hesitated to strike down opponents who jerked and shied away from the light, twisting and then freezing in the same movement, clearly startled and blinded both.

Not Megatron.

He leaped forward, swinging his sword and cleanly chopping one of them in half and driving a deep groove in a second, kicking the third and sending it sprawling for a moment.

That was the only free action he got, however, as the injured one suddenly lunged with a speed completely contrary to the earlier shuffling, wielding its body like the weapon it was with all the odd blades and twisted angles.

Megatron ducked, kicked at its knees, and thrust his sword out at the thing he'd kicked to the ground earlier as it picked itself up and made to jump on Orion behind Megatron's back.