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Who's gonna fight for what's right? Who's gonna help us survive? We're in the fight of our lives?
And we're not ready to die. Who's gonna fight for the weak? Who's gonna make 'em believe?
I've got a
hero living in me
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Justin had a lot of questions for this Zordon especially concerning the new roles they all had been thrusted into. Before he could get a word out he was suddenly teleport out in the same manner he had been teleport in. Only this time he was outside and now facing Goldar and some putties with the others.
"Wow, big, blue and ugly! I think we can assume he's in charge here. The grey creatures seemed plan and really not that much of a threat but the lion man with gold armor now that was a different story.
"Here goes nothing!" Justin rushed the putty nearest him and quickly dropped to hands to the ground lashing out with his leg. If he was successful he would sweep the puttys feet out from under it and quickly follow up with a foot slam to the chest.
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With: No one in particular. ♛♛♛
Thoughts: Everything is beautiful. ♛♛♛
Location: Local Park.