“Er…” Rung looked helplessly at Ultra Magnus, who put down a table and synthesized a cough.

In the right hands, a cough could be a weapon: properly deployed, it could silence an argument or empty a room. But Ultra Magnus liked to take things to extremes, and in his supersized hands a cough carried the force of a full-scale nuclear assault. An Ultra Magnus cough was loud enough – intimidating enough – to make an army of Decepticons turn and run. Only the Duly Appointed Officer of the Tyrest Accord could clear a battlefield by clearing his throat.