- Motto: "Transform and smoke 'em!"
- Weapon: Twin Shoulder-Mounted Rocket Launchers
Once his communication with Onslaught had ended, Razorclaw quickly returned to the bridge and assumed his position in the captain’s chair. There were many questions weighing heavily on his processor, questions that his Combaticon equal shared, as well. One thing the Predacon leader still had in his possession were the recordings of Shockwave’s dealings with the Autobots in Iacon. Those would be useful in helping to sway certain Decepticons away from Shockwave’s assertion to leadership, but these sound bytes did not provide much aid when it came to Thunderwing and his possible bid for the throne. Other methods would be required if the carapace ladened scientist gained any kind of support within the ‘Con ranks.
Of course, their was also Starscream to contend with and his band of elite seekers that would likely side with him. He would surely not give up his command position willingly, especially considering his scheming nature and well known lust for power. All of these factors had to be considered and handled appropriately as the choices in the coming orns would not be easy to make for any of them. One wrong decision could spell civil war and possibly lead to the collapse of the Empire, itself. This was something that could not be allowed to happen.
Setting his multitude of concerns aside for the time being, Razorclaw switched his immediate attention over to the aerial Predacon in the pilot’s seat. “Divebomb, what’s your status? Are your scans completed yet?”
Divebomb turned around in his chair to face his commander. “Yes, sir. I just finished, in fact. I had to make a few minor course corrections to avoid some obstacles. As a result, our trip may take a little longer than usual. However, everything else checks out and we are ready to engage the transwarp drive on your order.”
“The order is given,” Razorclaw replied stoically as he sat back in the captain’s chair. “Be sure to transmit our course to the Obliteration so that they can follow us to our destination safely.”
“It will be done, Commander,” Divebomb responded before he swung back around to face the pilot’s terminal once again. After the push of a few buttons, a signal was sent to the Combaticon vessel. The aerial Predacon then initiated the transwarp drive and the Thanatos disappeared into hyperspace, leaving Cybertron far behind.