Fealdor glanced anxiously at the readouts he'd assembled after the morning's disastrous events. He'd been studying them for hours; what he'd discovered was disturbing, and not anything he wanted to report to Mesogog. Fealdor pushed the stacks of paper away from himself as he pushed his chair back and rose from the table. He began to pace nervously around his lab as he mentally reviewed the information he had gathered.
The energy that they'd gathered from the former Yellow Ranger was contained and viable, but not enough for Mesogog's purposes, so some choices had to be made. The seemingly obvious solution was the one presented by Zeltrax - capture one of the other former Rangers and subject him or her to the energy chamber, then combine that energy with what they'd already collected. But this scenario posed two problems: it was possible that the energy from one Ranger would not "mix" with the energy from another, similar to oil and water; and, neither former Ranger could be found on any of the scans of Reefside.
Fealdor clenched his fists in frustration as his circuit brought him closer to the monitors where he's observed the Rangers only the night before. I scanned them all last night when they were sleeping…and now they've vanished! They would never abandon their friend…so where are they?
It wasn't simply that the Wind Rangers had gone to ground. It would make sense that they were under the protection of the Dino Rangers, wherever their hidden lair might be. What was of concern to Fealdor was that even if he couldn't get a visual scan of the Rangers, he should be able to pick up their unique energy signatures. But they were gone. They were shielded from his scans the same way that portions of Blue Bay Harbor were shielded. And that indicated that the Dino Rangers had already called in some powerful reinforcements.
Fealdor growled to himself and turned deliberately away from the screens. If the other Rangers were out of reach, he had to stay focused on the Rangers within his grasp. But that posed its own problems as well. The readouts indicated that before tapping into the source of energy behind the Yellow Ranger, the chair drew on his natural human energy. The energy chamber worked much the same way as the chair, except instead of drawing energy out gradually, it purged the victim entirely of energy all at once. The problem that caused was this – if the energy chamber purged Dustin's human energy before he could tap into the vast energy behind him, all they would have is a dead ex-Ranger and only half the energy they needed to put Mesogog's plan into action.
Fealdor returned to the table and stared miserably at the charts and graphs before him. Six of one, half a dozen of the other…it's all bad news, and Mesogog won't be pleased to hear it.
A creak of a floorboard alerted Fealdor to the presence of another. He whirled not knowing who to expect. A rather subdued Elsa hovered halfway in the doorway. "The Master wishes to see you immediately. He told me to give you this." Elsa brought her left hand into view. It in she held Zeltrax's helmet. As she tossed it in Fealdor's direction all he could think was please let it be empty please let it be empty.
Fealdor caught the helmet with a gasp, and was immediately relieved that it weighed far less than he'd anticipated. He stared down at in uncomprehendingly, and then looked to Elsa for some direction. She was clearly shaken and fighting hard not to show it. "I must return to the Master. Waste no time Fealdor," she demanded. Elsa turned on her heel and stalked back toward the main lab.
Fealdor fought back a rising tide of panic. His time had run out, and clearly Mesogog was not in a forgiving mood. Warily, Fealdor placed the empty helmet on his desk. Gathering all of his courage, he followed Elsa's fading footsteps, and made his way to Mesogog.