“Nevermore!” quoth the sinister black blur of Poe’s Ravenchucks. The birds zipped menacingly about the dark room, expertly wielded by Poe’s slender alabaster hands.

Bursts of lightning sparked with Lincoln’s deft defensive use of Electromancer Gauntlets. The room flashed white with each clash of arms. The swinging pendulum paused in each electric flash, freezing in a white strobe effect.

Lincoln’s gaunt, wiry frame and stovepipe hat appeared in full combat with each illuminating burst of energy. Poe’s emaciated form danced and weaved in the explosions of luminescence, striking out with crowing Ravenchucks. The pair of thin warriors carefully avoided the swinging pendulum, dodging around the bottomless pit, in their dance of destruction.

Finally, a blinding explosion of electricity bounded around the room. The dissipating sparks lit Lincoln as he stood sweating and triumphant over his brother. A cloud of smoking feathers settled upon vanquished Poe’s gasping face.

“Nevermore,” quoth a smiling Lincoln.