[Strategia_In_Ultima]

"It's been nice knowing you too Narf." Strategia replies as the antimatter cannon misfires.

Pretty lights.

Meanwhile, in a yard at the very edge of infinity (the far edge, mind you, not the near edge,), work has begun on the Murphy's Law [insert roman numeral here]. The yard operates on a simple premise; they build a Murphy's Law, and start on the next one as it leaves the dock.