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The tide turned rancid as skeletal hordes clawed from the ocean’s depths, seaweed-strangled limbs dragging corroded anchors and barnacle-crusted chains. The Power Rangers’ communicators blared—Alpha’s voice frayed with static. *“Zord energy failing! Their decay spreads faster than we can—”* The transmission died. Jason slammed his fist against the cliffside, salt wind whipping his visor. Below, Trini’s Dragonzord staggered, knee-deep in a swarm of dripping corpses, their hollow eyes glowing phosphorescent green. “We need a perimeter *now*!” Kimberly nocked an arrow, the shaft humming with unstable chrono-energy. “Aim for the rift!” Zack’s Mastodon shuddered, its trunk engulfed by zombie eels. “Easier said than—!” Billy’s tech gauntlet sparked, equations scrolling frantically. “The decay’s symbiotic! Break the hive-mind frequency or they’ll overwhelm the Morphin Grid!” A guttural roar split the air—the Megazord, half-submerged, grappling a leviathan carcass oozing black ichor. “Then we hit harder,” Jason growled, his saber igniting. “Alpha—reroute all power to the Thunder Cannon. We’re ending this tide *here*.” The Rangers braced, weapons syncing in a surge of crackling energy. One shot. No retreat. The ocean screamed.
