Meanwhile, the five remaining Rangers had transformed and been transported to where Octophantom had appeared. Four of the five attacked him, but the Blue Ranger didn't fight.
"I better look around." he spoke to himself, "That guy who spoke the newspapers, he just has to be around here."
As he looked around, the four kept fighting the monster. There wasn't much they could do that helped. They used their ray-guns, but the monster's hide was too thick, they didn't even leave a scratch on him. Once these four were down, it was time for the Octophantom to gloat.
"You call yourself 'power' rangers? When you don't seem to have much power at all." he said, "How arrogant of you."
It was then that it turned to some kind of reflecting glass: "Not one of you could ever have my handsome looks, my beautifully red skin, my adorable tentacles..."
As it went on, it drew the Blue Ranger's attention away from looking for the spy, and wondering what was the matter with the monster: "I never knew monsters could talk about their own appearance like that."
"Alright, cut to the chase." Octophantom suddenly turned back to the other four, "Which one of you wants to join that white one?"
"None of us will." the Red Ranger replied.
"Very well. I'll take all of you." Octophantom spoke.
He opened his urne, which caused that white whirlwind to appear again. The Red Ranger was just enough on his feet to walk away from this, but the remaining three weren't.
"Damn!" the monster cursed, "Missed one!"
This is when a circle appeared before the monster, through which Zedd spoke: "Octophantom. That'll do. With four Rangers short, the other two will be no problem for you. Return to my palace now!"
"Of course! I'm coming!" he responded, shortly before disappearing.
After that, the Red and the Blue Ranger rejoined.
"What do we do now?" the Blue Ranger asked.
"I don't know." the Red Ranger replied.
"Rangers." Zordon spoke to them, "We may just have found a way to deal with this Octophantom. Return to Command Center."
"On our way." the Red Ranger acknowledged.
While the Rangers were returning, at the high school class was ending, giving Terrence and Alexis some time to talk.
"Why did you do that?" he asked her.
"Do what?" she returned the question.
"Don't play fool with me." Terrence retorted.
"Why don't you just say 'I asked first'? It's childish, but honest." Alexis bit back.
Terrence sighed: "I really have no time to play games."
"Much like you have no time to even look at me?" Alexis questioned.
Terrence turned his head to face her: "What do you mean?"
"Come on." Alexis replied, "We've been in many of the same classes for the past three years, and you never saw me?"
"You have?" Terrence couldn't understand.
"It's funny." Alexis argued, "I usually don't keep to myself. I got something to say, I say it. I'm known to be the loudest around here."
"Maybe that's why I never noticed you." Terrence figured, "I ignore those who draw too much attention to themselves."
"Really?" she didn't sound like she was surprised.
"Why are we even talking?" Terrence wondered, as he was about to walk away from her.
"Hold it!" she stopped him, "You're not getting rid of me that easily."
"I was afraid of that." Terrence spoke.
"You still owe me something." she said, "For making my ears whistle earlier."
"You're not letting that one go, are you?!" Terrence wondered, though there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Alexis smiled: "How about you sit with me for lunch today, and we'll call it even?"
"That's it?" Terrence couldn't understand.
"Well I don't like eating alone, and you don't seem to like me." Alexis explained, "So you having to spend time with me, that must be torture."
"You really are an unusual one." Terrence remarked.
"Thank you." Alexis took that as a compliment, just before she made her leave, "See you later, T."
Terrence had that strange feeling going through him again when she called him that. But he's not sure whether it's anger, or just the fact that he's not used to being called that. Or something else entirely.