"NO! you shall not defeat ME!"
The ego and the pride that Megatron wouldn't let go was almost unimaginable. Watching the t-rex tearing himself out of the trap, Optimus couldn't believe it wasn't enough to stop him in his beast mode. And now that he was angrier, the Maximal could've just put himself in a bad situation.
With Megatron charging at Primal like a freight train, his head rammed into the ape who attempted to find a grip and climb over, but time ran out when the Predacon slammed him between his head and a rock wall. Rocks and debris blew apart in every direction, leaving Optimus literally sitting in the wall from the impact. With the wind temporarily knocked out of him, Primal felt like his entire frame had been crushed, but he wasn't done yet. Seeing that Megatron was right in front of him and ready for another attack, he was about to defend himself when the t-rex beat him to it.
As soon as he felt those razor sharp teeth wrapped around his leg, Optimus cried out loudly in sheer agony, echoing throughout the mountain, his eyes rolling from the pain. The merciless Megatron had easily torn a huge chunk of his armor and ripped wires, damaging circuitry and spilling some fluid. He was lucky the raging Predacon didn't rip off his entire leg, but it was as if he was uncontrollably going to eat him alive. Despite the pain, Primal gripped his fists together, lifted his arms and brought them down as hard and fast as he could on the back of Megatron's head. Not once, but twice to knock him away before he could do anymore damage. The energon fields surged through the ape's wound, sparking and sending almost unbearable pain through his leg.
Rattrap, still on Venatrix's back and pulling her black ears, distracted himself as soon as he heard their fearless leader cry out. That didn't sound good.
Optimus? His black eyes searched for him and the purple dinosaur to see what was happening. If they'd lose Optimus
this early, then they were definitely all gonna die. There was debris everywhere from everyone. He saw the fliers taunting other fliers or ones stuck on the ground, which was personally where he always liked to be. And all the others were just scattered about, doing what they could in their beast modes against the no good stinkin' Predacons.