Lockdown was already beginning to regret it!
He knew that this time, he had been too careless and reckless.
Millions of years of victory after victory had made him somewhat full of himself.
He had once attempted to assassinate Megatron. Though he had failed, he had escaped unscathed.
Even when Lockdown had later been hunted by Megatron and the Decepticon Corps for years, Megatron had ultimately been forced to keep trying to recruit him.
He had also tried to assassinate Sentinel Prime. Although the attempt had failed before it even began, the Autobots had likewise been unable to do anything to him.
Back then, Sentinel Prime had even sent several trusted warriors after Lockdown. Yet Lockdown, still merely an elite warrior at the time, had relied on his familiarity with the terrain and his patience to deal with them one by one.
Lockdown had even once set his sights on the Quintesson queen—the notorious conqueror, Quintessa.
Though he had still failed, Lockdown had once again escaped intact from the desperate pursuit of those madmen in the Quintesson army.
Because of his outstanding performance, Quintessa had not only refrained from holding him accountable for daring to assassinate her.
That queen of the Quintessa Civilization had even paid a steep price to recruit Lockdown, hoping to bring him under her command and make him the sharpest blade in her hand.
Victory after victory had made the ever-cautious Lockdown arrogant and conceited.
Only now did Lockdown suddenly realize something.
He had been set up by Starscream and Onslaught.
"Starscream and Onslaught, I'll remember this debt... and you too, Frenzy..."
The large number of wounds across his body finally snapped Lockdown awake and filled him with regret.
Lockdown had climbed step by step from a slave to his current position, becoming a bounty hunter