[h2]Coruscant Surface[/h2]

The Rangers watched the child deliver the ultimatum. Jack stepped forward. [color=red]"Nice offer, kid. But that involves us leaving a lo of civilians at your mercy, along with this timeline. We're not prepared to let you unleash Paradox Energy by altering what's supposed to happen.[/color] He took out a [url=https://morphinlegacy.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/09/Time-Force-Badge.png]badge[/url] [color=red]"So, as duly deputized representatives of Time Force and servants of Vector Prime, guardian of time and space. We order you and your Replicator band to cease any and all activity and return forthwith to your timeline of origin. Come quietly and nobody needs to get hurt"[/color] He said. [color=red]"If not..."[/color] He put the badge back on his belt before drawing his Morpher, along with the other rangers following suit. [color=red]"There's gonna be trouble."[/color] The other 5 took position behind Jack, all except Asami who was still up on the veranda, ready to take a shot with her blaster the moment things went south.

[h2]In Space above Coruscant[/h2]

Trypticon had sat idle, not particularly caring about this "Teamwork" stuff, when suddenly his sensors seemed to come to life, strange energy spikes from the surface... Probably nothing, just those creatures moving about... Then they started moving. Heading for orbit. The other ships seemed to come to life. Battle? Was Battle upon them finally? A rumbled laughter seemed to echo through the decks of the ship. Hearing the laughter, Full-Tilt down in the engine room laughed along with him. "THE MASTER AWAKENS!!! THE MASTER AWAKENS!!!" He roared with the glee of a schoolboy on a snow day. "MAN THE CANNONS AND LOAD THE MISSILES, THE MASTER JOINS THE BATTLE!!!!" He giddily cried, transforming into the form of a 1969 Ford Mustang and charging through the halls. Wipe-Out watched his partner practically dancing through the ship towards the fire control systems. He let out a sigh as he put his Mop in the corner and slowly began walking towards his designated battle station. Finally reaching the controls of the main Heavy Laser Batteries, Full-Tilt changed back into Bot-Mode and took control of them. "LET THE MASTERS WRATH FALL UPON ALL UNWORTHY OF HIS GLORY!!!" The Decepticon cultist yelled with glee, before Astro-Megaship slowly turned towards the planet. the immense guns slowly whirred to life. Originally designed to deal with Cybertronian ships, the Heavy Warp Cannon batteries would start firing wildly into the incoming swarm. Full-Tilt was not one for checking his fire and would no doubt be coming close to hitting some of the allied fighters moving to engage.

Meanwhile, Wipe-Out had reached the Ion Cannon sub-cannons, before patching a call through to Raekar. "Hey, Captain. Full-Tilt's being... Well, he's being Full-Tilt. Wanna give the others some warning? Or not... I don't care..." He sighed before carefully picking his targets with the Ion Cannons and beginning to put out well placed cannon-fire, trying to place his shots to drive them into the main cannons wild field of fire.

In the meantime, a hatch opened on the top of the Astro-Megaship and Trysorcerer and Tyrannosaurlock marched out onto the top hull, each letting out a roar of excitement as their magnetized feet kept them attached to the hull. Acting as surrogate guns, Trysorcerer's spikes began firing as missiles, while Tyranosaurlock began firing at ships that came close with its laser vision and snapping with its powerful jaws at any that came into close contact.

[h2]Aboard Warspite[/h2]

Raekar had gotten up along with the other deligates as soon as the meeting had been somewhat cut short. She then got the call from Wipe-Out. "Thanks." She replied to her wrist communicator, before approaching the Warspite crew "My gunners are insane cultists who just want to see things explode. Can you give your captain my heartfelt apologies for any friendly fire that might occur, in the meantime need to get to my Zord." She said with as close to a smile as a bird could get, before setting off at a run down the hallway towards the flight deck. Seeing all of the pilots already scrambling hard and taking up most of the room. But she still waited her turn to get access to the flight deck.

Inside the Flight Deck, Wizardactyl looked out into space as the ship maneuvered into optimal launch position. It let out a shriek of excitement and fapped its wings gently, waiting its turn to fly into battle.