Misty ambled down the steps of the church, whipping her head back and forth in frenzy as she tried to see if the coast was clear.

"Are you sure you should be going alone, Misty?" April Collings questioned, jogging right beside her. "The other Power Rangers surely need your help."

"That's why I need to go, doctor," the teenager replied, rounding to go to the back of the building and away from sight. "Better me than anyone else getting hurt. I know exactly how to take him out."

Collings wheeled her around and grasped her by the shoulders, shaking her hard.

"Don't be stupid!" she hissed. "He already beat you up once, you're sick, and your friends have their hands full! They could…"

Misty, who had been looking down while Collings chastised her, took her right hand and grabbed the physician's left. She didn't look up.

"Aside from the fact that Zordon approved me going on this mission by myself," she started in a low tone. "I'm sure you understand how personal this is for me. I'm not trying to fool myself about the danger here, but I'm destroying Dredwing." She then looked up, her expression carrying fatigue and fury at the same time, saying, "If things get to be too much, I'll go back to the others. I promise."

Collings stood there with a pensive frown, letting the girl go and stepping back. Her frown then changed to an authoritative stare.

"I'm counting on you, Misty. Do what you need to do."

Misty dipped her head in acknowledgement, taking off behind a nearby tree rooted in a thicket of foliage. Pain wracked her as she managed to put her Power Coin into her Morpher, opening it and raising it to the sky and choking out, "It's Morphin Time… Saber-Toothed Tiger…"

Seconds passed along with brilliant yellow energy that surrounded Misty. Her burning frame was suddenly overcome with cool relief, but discomfort remained, making her feel like a breathing bruise. One more second passed, and she lifted off from the ground in a column of yellow light, rocketing toward her next destination.

"Zordon, this is the Yellow Ranger," she spoke into her Communicator. "Dredwing is hiding in Life's End. Morphing is dulling the effects of the poison, it seems. It could get worse when I engage him."

"Outstanding work on determining his location, Yellow Ranger," Zordon responded as he and Alpha kept an eye on the situation at Amalei Region hospitals. "I am confident you will act quickly as you promised the doctor; the power of the dinosaurs will protect you, and your tenacity will only bolster your efforts. But though I trust in your abilities and in her to keep your secret identity, I cannot say the same for the patients in her care. The other Rangers are reporting more aggressive behavior from the victims, so Riko will definitely be in peril."

Misty kept her vision locked forward. The grassy fields rushed by in a yellow-green haze, interrupting reds, browns, whites, and blues of structures, people, and creatures blending in. In the time it took the Yellow Ranger to come up with a response, she had landed onto one of the verdant landscapes, right in front of the wide mouth of a familiar place.

"If the threat is that dire, then we'll have to kick it up a notch," she said. "We'd better call in some animal rescue."

Rita Repulsa kept rubbing the nail of her left index finger over her cheek as she watched the action unfold through her enchanted telescope. One moment, the Power Rangers were all spread out and at the mercy of Goldar, Scorpina, and her elite Putty Patrollers; now, the Black and Pink Rangers were paired off in Kau Cove while the Green, Blue, and Red Rangers were trying to corral vampires at Feron Grove Hospital.

"They're not at each other's throats as much as they were, counselor," she reminded Eye Guy, who was talking to Finster after they had come out of his monster workshop. "They've switched up teams, but they're having quite a time with our new biting babies." She turned to the mass of eyeballs and said, "But again, they're not as tethered to your spell."

Eye Guy's entire body blinked. Finster let out a quiet, "Oh dear," yet Eye Guy remained composed.

"If I may interject, my queen," he began. "Things are going exactly as planned."

The sorceress hitched up her towering magic wand and spun it to where her high counselor's neck would be, the red bulb locked inside the big ring end pulsing with light. Her brow was furrowed low and her teeth were bared and clenched shut.

"Just watch," Eye Guy continued in a calm voice. "Anger gives way to despair and panic, which gives way to destruction. They'll wake up to their doom soon enough."

As soon as the counselor finished his sentence, a sparkling string of energy flew from Rita's wand and right at Eye Guy's main eye, which closed to absorb the blast. Three more projectiles struck the closed eyelids covering his body, but he didn't budge until Rita rose and rammed him with her staff.

"What good is an army of vampires of any size if those brats still live?" she inquired. "Partially functioning Rangers are still a partial thorn in my side."

Eye Guy continued to back up across the throne room as Rita advanced, Finster covering his eyes. His tranquil mood never changed, however.

"Wait until the sun sets, madam," he urged, gesturing with his wide right hand. "That's when Dredwing's army will be most effective."

"And what of him?" Rita jabbed verbally and physically, driving the end of her wand into Finster's gut. "He may have poisoned that wretched redhead, but his focus seems to only be on her and not on what we agreed upon. I freed him after thousands of years, and this is how he shows gratitude? We should've used Finster's clay model instead."

Eye Guy chuckled and stepped to the side, walking back to the balcony and landing a hearty slap to Finster's back, making the goatlike alien groan in pain again.

"Dredwing knows his lot in our arrangement. I think you'll find he's more than willing to accept any consequences we could send his way."