Durability

“More Decepticons incoming at the north wall!” Prowl was yelling. “We’ve got to knock these ones out fast! That big one in front, that’s Cyclonus; hit him with everything you’ve got!”

“Flank them!” Cyclonus ordered Brawl and Drag Strip, instantly.

“Uh, you sure?” Drag Strip said.

“Go!” Cyclonus said. He threw full power into his head and torso shields and fell into a half-crouch that dropped his center of gravity. Then he simply switched off the antigrav in his legs and let the Autobots pound on the armor Wheeljack had made him to resist exactly that; the warp engines in his legs were so enormously heavy without the antigrav compensating that their blows could not easily knock him over, and meanwhile they were being compressed into a small wedge by Brawl and Drag Strip. When they were so close they began fouling each other’s swings, Cyclonus shouted, “Bomb them!” and rapid-fired three concussion missiles into the massed pack that went off with a cacophonous roar along with Brawl and Drag Strip’s own bombs. It threw nearly all the Autobots off their feet at the least, and many of them lay groaning on the ground after.