Back in the Command Center, Saba hovered silently as the Rangers gathered.

  “The coin remains with me,” he finally said. “It will choose its wielder when the time is right.”

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  No one argued.

  Billy turned to the main screen, bringing up a new set of readings.

  “Zedd won’t stop,” he said. “He’s already searching for the next artifact.”

  The display shifted—an old morphic signature, darker, heavier.

  “The original Black Power Coin.”

  Rocky frowned. “You know where it is?”

  Billy nodded grimly.