A slashing circular saw nearly brushed Space/Time Lincoln’s stovepipe hat as he dodged and ducked the attacks of Archimedes’ killing machine. Meanwhile, Musashi Miyamoto faced his shadow, both warriors posed for a strike but neither moving a muscle.

Lincoln rolled under a scything blade and launched himself at the whirring, rattling monstrosity. He touched a button on the Gauntlets of the Electromancer and two lightning bolts shot out of the gauntlets. The electricity resolved itself into spinning ovals, and Space/Time Lincoln hacked apart Archimedes’ death machine with chainsaws made of lightning.

Lincoln spent several minutes tearing chunks from the machine. Now and then a whisp of ectoplasm would rise free from the twisted structure with a suitably scientific exclamation.

When the machine lay in spare parts, Lincoln walked over to Musashi. The samurai faced his shadow, neither one moving. Then, as Lincoln watched, the shadow dissolved and floating off.

Musashi turned to Lincoln “I have won.”