I sight the zord-. It's firing its left hand now. I fly upwards to evade them, spotting it reloading its right fingers. They don't appear to have any tracking capacity, so I suppose that they're intended for overwhelming the defensive abilities of other zord-scale opponents at short range. So as long as I-.
AH!
Well, the giant monsters
do seem unusually tough until the Rangers hit their finishing move.
Hah, okay. They can be prematurely detonated in an airburst. Goldar did say that zords could shoot down missiles. I guess that's how the Dragonzord does it. But I'm a lot tougher than an aluminium missile, so it'll need a far closer miss to take me-
I look down at my nearly-dark crystal.
Ah, right, that pesky energy limit. That's going to severely impair his durability.
-down.
And with this much time having passed, Black and Pink might teleport back here. Or go to help William or the yellow one beat their opponents. But the reason why I wanted to pair William with Goldar is because while I don't think he can win that fight, he's intelligent enough to try to stab his bomb and leave.
And then tell everyone else the trick. Now, to see whether they can beat the clock or not.
Another flight of missiles heading this way. Point defence constructs, shoot them.. while moving, because that zord is lumbering this way and I don't know that I didn't forget one of its weapon systems. Shooting them out of the air… Ah, they still detonate, but nowhere near me and… This whole area is used to having a giant robot dragon lumber out of the water and so they've got a really good evacuation plan.
Alright, where did Red-?
Well, that answers the question of where the people went. The construction industry must be making a killing in this town, though.
Oh, good man. I-.
I glance down at my crystal again and don't create a booster rocket construct, instead settling for using my armour's flight system. Target Red Ranger, who is rummaging around a fish market and trying to locate where I hid the bomb, most likely by tracking the tiny amount of radioactive material I left as a trail. Someone needs to pay more a attention in physics-.
After all, a nuke that leaks that much is a badly-made nuke.
The Dragonzord tries launching all ten missiles at once, some coming in high, some direct and others flying along the deck. I didn't know it could do that.
Did someone get inside when I wasn't watching?
I mean, if Billy did beat his stage first, he may well have taken the controls once Red regained control.
"Good distraction, Red! Doing wonders for property values!"
Thin lines of light leap out from my point defence constructs, missile after missile detonating without coming anywhere near me. I'm careful to shoot out the lower ones while they're not directly above any structures; their explosions are intense but relatively contained-.
After all, never know if some idiot stuck around to watch the fight.
He's spotted the crate. Railgun, track and fire on full automatic.
Compliance.
The first shot hits him in the back, sending him tumbling forwards. He rolls and dodges, the second shot ripping through the wall next to him.
Yeah, he's
definitely going easy on Jason. If he really wanted him
dead, he'd just have deployed multiple guns on full automatic...
Fly closer and construct lasso.
Red Ranger leaps at the crate, sword held high as he takes my advise. All for nothing, as my construct grabs him and yanks him back.
Oh, that's got to be
annoying.
"No!"
"Didn't Blue or Black tell you what I can do?"
Not sure what insight Zack would have, outside of that short conversation before he met with Zordon...
I spin the lasso, dragging him through the air before releasing him in the direction of the next wave of oncoming missiles. The Dragonzord detonates them early, but Red is already moving to intersect with the blasts.
"Ugh!"
Ooh, that's got to
sting.
And then I let him drop.
"Given how slow you are, maybe I should leave now! The bomb will probably go off my the time you get there!"
And somehow, I get the feeling his chattiness is not making Jason's mood any
better.
He lands in a crouch, exhaling hard before looking up at me.
Then he teleports.
Smart move. But where has he gone?
Okay, passable. But it's not like I don't know where-.
The Dragonzord fires again, and I ready my point-.
Persistence is nice, but you
know he can stop that shit, folks.
Duuuufgh!
There's a screech as-. As the Pterodactyl Dinozord swoops out of the clouds, both lightning cannons firing! Construct shield, nice and non-conductive… Yes, good. It's heading back up into the clouds. My point defence construct fire at the oncoming missiles. Ah, trying to time their attacks so that they hit at the same time. Good tactic.
...Well, that's an
impressive level of escalation. Zords versus single normal-sized person has to be something of a first at this point.
Red Ranger grabs the crate with the radioactive symbol on it, only for me to lasso it this time and pull it out of reach.
"I thought you only used zords against giant monsters. What gives?"
Guessing he was going to pull the 'get it out of here' play.
"None of Rita's other monsters tried to blow up the world!"
Fair point. Okay, the Mastodon Zord freezes things but I don't remember what the other-.
Ooh, individual
mech abilities? Fun times.
A silver missile shoots past me.
Oh, okay, that-.
Chain! It was towing-! Construct armour and-.
There's the Triceratops Zord. Have to wonder if the Rangers are in the pilot's seat or they're being remote-controlled...
The air around me turns to plasma as a lot of electricity flows between the two… Missiles? Horns? Triceratops horns, right. Doesn't do a thing to me because I'm insulated, but-.
The Pterodactyl Dinozord comes around and fires, destroying my point defence constructs.
Ah, five-v-one. Looks like they're through playing
nice.
Ah.
And here come the missiles, direct flight path so they can minimise the time I've got to do something about it.
Teamwork! Great for the Rangers, bad for OL. Even if he
was trying to push them to improve...
I fabricate insulated cables and stick them out through the electrified plasma, recreating my point defence constructs as I thicken my armour, but…
Oh, this is going to hurt.
And every Construct reduces his available charge that little bit more...
WUCHUUUM-CHUUUM-CHUMMMMM!
Yaaaagh!
Heh. You know this would be a big-ass pryo stunt, with multiple colours and lots of flame.
The chains break and I… Fall to the ground. Still alive, skin… Burned and leaking juices in places. Construct armour's broken and regular armour looks like something a niche stripper would wear, good work environmental shield. I think I'd be in more pain if my nerves were still connected.
I wallow as I reach the ground, nearly arresting my fall but needing to take a few staggered steps.
Oof. Yeah, for all those defences, he's
still only as tough as a normal person underneath. No Monster durability here.
Red Ranger dashes towards me, sword held at an.. odd angle as he runs his left hand down the blade-. And it starts glowing.
Oh. I guess they don't always need the combination gun, then.
Nice, he actually managed to earn a solo
finishing strike. That's a rare honour.