Not much later...
For a moment Prowl didn't understand what he was seeing. Then he was distracted by the way the small mech darted & weaved between the larger mechs around him, seeming to dance away while behind him warriors collided and fell. The small mech had almost gotten to the gate before he shook off his fascination.
Prowl directed three members of his patrol into a coordinated attack from the right and moved behind them, using them to screen his movements. He was perfectly placed to intercept the fugitive in moments. He forced himself not to get distracted by the beautiful feint and graceful evasion that ended up with all three of his mechs tangled on the ground, instead focusing on finding a pattern or weakness to exploit. The mech had not noticed him until he nearly ran into Prowl, whose approach had been screened by the three attackers as he had planned. He seized the startled mech before he had time to register the threat, ignoring the startled cry and using his greater weight to force the smaller mech to the ground. Even with the benefit of surprise and a solid grip, it was still like trying to hold a cyber-weasel, a mass of squirming limbs and impossibly flexible twists of chassis and frame.
"Be still" He commanded, forcing the other mech to the ground in a pin. "You are captured. Submit." He used his greater mass to immobilize the smaller mech. The mech made a final strut wrenching twist and cried out in protest before settling into a trembling stillness. His engine purred as he relaxed his hold and looked up. The mech below him had certainly made an impression. Even now, he could see a good five more troops running to help, scattering the cleaners. His patrol were still scattered, not yet recovered from the sudden intrusion of this one mech. All this confusion caused by one small mech.
