With her eyes focused above the heads of the visitors, Rainbow bluntly stated, "This is no battle of mine. Be gone!" As abruptly as she appeared, the great witch turned her back on the group and deliberately marched toward a door in the back of the cavernous room. The pizza kid trotted behind her to catch up. Grasping her hand in his, he reached up on tiptoes to whisper into her ear.

After grappling back and forth, the flame-headed youngster finally came back to the small group. "The Mighty Rainbow has granted permission for you to stay long enough to rest and eat but you must be on your way immediately," the pizza kid relayed the order. As the sorceress disappeared in a puff of smoke, the child rushed into the kitchen to return with a stack of pizza boxes balanced on his upraised palm. The hungry group sat comfortably on the floor to enjoy the feast.

With stomachs full to the brim, Su-Su and her pet kid curled up together in the soft sling to nap while the Moor-Mons huddled together to read from a volume they referred to as The Good Book. Go-Mang took the opportunity to reconnaissance the area. Aiming her laser pistol toward the floor and using stealthy footsteps, she walked the perimeter of the garage. The temptation to invade Rainbow's domain struck her as she passed the closed door the Sorceress had retreated through.

Just as Go-Mang made up her mind to enter, a feeling of unrest overtook her. Before she could fully react, the pizza kid rushed back into the garage to exclaim: "The Imperial Guard is in the wastelands." Her training as a Lieutenant of the Resistance kicking in, Go-Mang prepared to face the enemy in battle. Knowing the Moor-Mons, being a peace-loving group, were unwilling to obey orders, the only option was to beg Rainbow for assistance.

Raising her fist to pound on the door to the Sorceress's chambers, Go-Mang had to quickly sidestep as it was flung opened to allow Rainbow to enter. "The enemy is upon us!" roared the ancient witch as her arms raised her multicolored cape to its full glory. "The Flang-Chong Dragon has been released upon the Wastelands of Yaanek." As she spoke, the sound of the winds picked up and began to swirl the needle-sharp yellow sands of the Zonian desert.

Side-by-side, Go-Mang and Su-Su stood in the slit of a window in the garage door to watch the action. As the four-legged snake-like Flang-Chong Dragon chased its tail in the midst of the wasteland, a thick swirl of yellow sand began to form. As the wind continued to twist around upon itself, it grew into a menacing cloud that reached up and up into the sky. Larger and larger it grew until it began to pick up the Imperial vehicles as though they were nothing but toy trucks before they were propelled into the sky. As soon as the enemy was flung away, the dragon began to reverse his circle until the tornado disappeared.