The Autioviathan slumped back after the fight with Bismarck. Before it fell, it was caught in the poofy-sleeved arms of Marie Antoinette’s Autoviathan.

Though Bismarck hung his mighty iron head, the forces of Mecha-Hitler swarmed over France. Whole demontank divisions crossed the English Channel on the backs of Krakens, pillaging the countryside. The two Autoviathans stood back to back, ready to fight to their last spark.

Miyamato Musashi swaggered out of the forest, his katana held over his shoulder. He rubbed at his jaw.

“Monsieur Musashi! Will you help us?” asked Marie.

“Hai,” barked the swordsman, nodding fiercely. He then leapt into the air, chopping apart an entire squadron of dinosaurbombers.

Tesla’s shoulders sparked as his mighty cannons charged. “We only have to hold them off long enough for Lincoln to do his job!”

They would face impossible odds, fighting against legions of the most diabolical foes in all Space/Time. Their deaths were virtually assured.

Musashi pulled his second sword.