The rift howled like a storm, pulling them through a tunnel of distorted light. Nyara's claws dug into nothing, Eternal's flames flared wildly, and Ahim clutched her cutlass as they spun out of control.
The Akibarangers screamed somewhere nearby.
"W-WE'RE LOSING THEM!" Blue shouted.
"Hold on! Unofficial bonds can't be broken!!" Red cried.
"Not like this!!" Pink wailed.
But the vortex twisted violently. Nyara reached out, her golden eyes wide, but the three Akibarangers were swept in a different direction, their voices fading into the chaos.
Then—silence.
Nyara, Eternal, and Ahim crashed into solid ground, coughing as they staggered to their feet. The sky above was unfamiliar, painted in strange colors. The Akibarangers were nowhere to be found.
Eternal's eyes narrowed. "We've been split up."
Ahim steadied herself, calm but concerned. "I hope they're safe."
Nyara clenched her fists, tail flicking with worry. "…They better be."
The three of them stood together, knowing that once again, their path had shifted.
And far away, in another corner of reality, the Akibarangers tumbled into their own bizarre adventure—unofficial and alone.
To be continued…