"That strikes me as fortuitous," rumbles Fawkes. "If it were open, I think everything we could make use of would be long since gone."

He reaches over his shoulder for the massive war hammer he carries in addition to his Gatling laser. "Stand back," he says. "If anything breaks, I don't want you catching the shrapnel."

WHAMM!

As he draws the hammer back for a second blow, Voodoo's radio crackles to life. "Guys?" says Al's voice.