"Andros wants me to be something I don't want to be and am not," Astronema counters. "I am not interested in being dear, sweet, innocent little Karone."

The name's said like a curse.

She wrenches her staff away from Zhane, finally, lowering it to her side in one fist.

"I don't actually want to fight you either," she admits, bluntly. "You, specifically."

The one Ranger that seems to understand... anything. That Ecliptor had been important. That he hadn't been Evil evil.

He's always called her by the right name, too.