“Mmmm,” Machine Ranger said. “I could use a snack.”

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“You’re in a hallway now, correct Doctor?”

“Correct.”

“Standing in front of an elevator …”

“I sure am, Freddie.”

“Good. The door directly across from the elevator is the address we’re looking for.”

“Hallelujah. Can you tell how many we’ve got inside?”

“Only two, Doctor.”

“Only two, huh?”

“Oh, and there’s one coming up the—”

The elevator doors slid open, revealing a familiar, war hammer-wielding super-villain.

Ragnar the Red looked surprised, his blue eyes growing wide as he realized whose company he was in.

“Hey there,” Machine Ranger said. “Viking.”

“Greetings,” Ragnar replied. “Tin Man.”

The Ranger eyed the large sack that Ragnar was carrying, with produce and packaging protruding from the top. “Been grocery shopping, big boy? Pick us up anything?”

The Viking dropped the bag on the elevator floor, and raised his hammer with a growl.

“Mmmm,” Machine Ranger said. “I could use a snack.”

“I’m more than just a snack, you metal moron.” The Viking stepped out of the elevator. “You’ll find you bit off more than you can chew, with me.”

The doors closed behind him, swallowing up the grocery bag.

“Now see what you’ve done?” Machine Ranger said. “Say goodbye to those munchies.”

Ragnar took a menacing step toward him. “It’s you I’ll be saying goodbye to.” He held his hammer up in position to strike. “It’s a worthy trade.”

Machine Ranger raised his arms out in front of him. “That’s close enough, Red.” His twin Gatling guns spun and whirred a second, and stopped. “You’ll make a heck of a mess at this range.”

“Why don’t you come out of that armor, Tin Man? And face me like a real man.”

“I’m not here to play by your rules, Viking. As a matter of fact, I’m through playing at all—”

Ragnar the Red hurled his hammer at his adversary.

Machine Ranger opened fire, but the flying iron deflected all the shots, and the hammer struck him hard in the breadbasket, doubling him over and sending him flying backward down the hall.

The Viking sprinted after him, swiping his war hammer up off the floor as he passed.

The hero took a deep breath, and sprang to his feet—just in time to be caught by another vicious hammer blow, which smashed him through a wall.

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