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Batgotti leaned forward in his Captain's chair to study the mech forced onto his knees before him. He smirked, the scar on his face pulling at his lips and making his expression appear like a wicked grimace.
"Well, well, well....an autobot enforcer. And a Praxian at that. This is quite the coup for me. I wonder if you'll scream when I rip your doorwings off?" He mused, his own wings spreading out and raising threateningly. Before he broke out into a laugh and stood, looking to his men as they awkwardly laughed along with him. "No...no you'll be my guest. At least until your prime pays for your ransom. Now...make him comfortable." He stated, gesturing casually to his men before he swept off.
