The hard rock came up in front of her before she could blink. She barely had time to shield Laserbeak with her shoulder before impact came. The dark gray that was the ash rose in a cloud that swirled around her frame. The mini-con was hit with a swirl of overwhelming emotions, pain being the most obvious one. She screeched as she spotted the approaching ground.

Tundra smashed against the rock, wincing as the sharp edges sliced at her armor and dented her frame. The force sent her sliding across until a rock bashed into her helm, stopping her in her tracks with a sharp jerk. Immediately she let out a gruff scream, made completely of pure unfiltered agony. It bounced off the raining rocks, filling the valley and reaching it's pained edges throughout the miles of desert that surrounded the mountain. Groaning, her optics slowly pushed to open. They felt as if they weighed tons, and were magnetized closed. Every time she felt the satisfaction of having opened them, even an inch, they would snap closed. With a tensed body, she forced them to open. They widened with absolute ease, however, as she saw the exploding mountain, clouds of ash and drops of lava raining down on them. The sky seemed to turn a deathly black as a pume burst from the mouth, most likely having built up in pressure. The explosion shook the earth, drawing the optics of all the feuding bots to stare at the sight. One by one; they all took notice of the dark figure strewn across the rocky slope, and bright glow of Energon that spilled from her leg. Soundwave barely noticed the femme, taking only notice of the mini-con in her arms, slowly being blanketed in a thin covering of gray flakes. His servos clenched, and he prepared to lunge forward, to pry his creation from the retched femme's servos. And he would have, were it not for Megatron grasping his shoulder plate and holding him back. He shook his helm slowly; his interest in where this situation was going to escalate to had peaked.

"Hey you! What are you doing, get out of there!!" Bulkhead yelled up to the femme. The cry was drowned out yet another rumble from the earth. All the optics were glued to the sky, nearly all of them having forgotten they stood only feet away form their enemies. Not even the volcano that had spewed out the blood of Unicron had compared to this. It created an effect that seemed foreign to the earth, like a water colored painting. Her eyes were captured by the red and purple sky that seemed to shift like ink in water. The dark clouds crawled through the sky, bringing a darkness to the world. To some sick twisted mind, it would almost constitute as beautiful. But it was neither of these aspects that held her focus. Her eyes followed the path of ash flakes as the plummeted from the clouds, through the balls of lava that flew up, down to where they feel into place amount the others, blending into a soft blanket of gray. She didn't even notice as they flew up her vents, clogging her airways. It mixed with the churning Energon within her, thickening it into a cement-like mush. This sent a shock of burning lava up her energon veins, surging throughout her frame. A shrill chirp echoed in her audio receptors , alerting her that she wasn't the only life at stake. It also brought the severity of the pain inside of her to light. A scream hitched in her through, and bubbled to the surface as she began to feel the energon inside of her harden. Her grasp on the small bird tightened, as she fought to rise to her peds, clenching her dermas as she heard the hardened substance crack back to liquid form at her straining joints. Her movements were slow, staggered, like a generic robot would move. They lacked a fluidity that brought life to a living being. She pushed to vent, coughing as more ash filled her mouth. It had a dry light feeling inside of her, mixing with the fluids in her mouth. In a move of pure revolt, she coughed the cement out, grasping one servo over her stinging spark and the other one around Laserbeak, who hadn't stopped chirping. She tripped on a dip in the landscape, and grimaced as her chin hit the ground. Now it was Laserbeak's turn to let out a shrill screech. Her entire world was engulfed in a ringing that drowned out all the sounds around her except for her deep vents. Tundra saw nothing but the growing puddle of energon that dripped out of her mouth and onto her servos. The longer she stared, the more it's unnatural color became clear to her. It wasn't the vibrant blue glow that energon was known for; It had dulled into a Smokey cyan, its glow dimmed to the point of non-existence. Her optics struggled to focus, with episodes of blurring and stinging that continued to return, back and forth. Up and down, her mind wandered, pounding as if it were a drum in the middle of a concert. Trying to think only worsened this pain, making it painstakingly obvious that any hope of movement was futile. The details of the currently-paused battle, forgotten.  The chirps of the mini-con were completely grossed over, ignored. It was almost as if her frame was choosing what she could feel and what she couldn't. And at the moment, what she could feel and do wasn't what she needed to be feeling and doing.

It all hurt. Everything. It all hurt.

She tried to come back to the moment. She tried to push beyond the walls that the ash had built, to break through the surface of the water and breathe, but she just couldn't. She couldn't help but be overcome with an overwhelming wave of guilt.

With that, her arms gave way, and her helm fell to the ground.