Now I have the glorious image of Venkman yelling "Nobody steps on a church in my town!" at Megatron stuck in my head. It's a thing of beauty. Thank you.
There was a burst of purple-white light too bright to watch, and a stink of ozone, as if lightning had struck upwards from below. But no thunder came, and for several long, tense moments afterwards, there was silence.
"Starscream," said Megatron at last, reaching up one hand to wipe the smudges of scorched, ionized airborne soot away from his face.
"When did you intend to inform me that the humans had developed particle stream weaponry?"
Context is looking for someone to slime.