Lucky for her, the blaster was ruined by the crushing water before the evil Ranger could get a shot in, thanks to Billy's heel-dragging. Of course, that left a Blue Ranger slamming into the ground again, grunting in pain.

"I know, isn't it wonderful?"

From Billy, the puppetmaster received a resounding 'NO!' The puppetmaster had thrown Billy off, slamming him into a sharp spike---but it had sliced a bond as well as his arm. Excellent. Pulling the bonds off, Billy wasted no time in slamming past and pouncing upward and outward.

And now, everyone will see a faint apparition of an unmorphed Billy standing between his original body and Irma, glaring daggers into that helmet. "I hope you've enjoyed your stay, but it's checkout time," his voice echoed, fainter and less...embodied than usual.