Something inside Jamie eased at the sight of the familiar yellow armor. The team was here, the Zords were here and they could see if they couldn't try and turn the tide a little in their favor. He started to run towards his Zord along with the others, but a Ohm suddenly loomed above him, ready to crush him where he stood.

With a muttered oath, he jumped to the side, and came down hard on a patch of ice. There was no time to stop, though, and he rolled backwards onto his shoulders, pulling his knees back at the same time before pointing his feet up into the air and kicking up hard. The result was him getting back on his feet, allowing him the chance to send a burst of fire at his attacker and buying him enough time to jump up and into his Zord.

"Hope you like your Ohm well done!" he quipped. A gout of flame streaked down at the ground below, searing a wide swath through their attackers