Ya know we're in a heap of trouble don't ya? Well at least I'm in a heap of trouble. In our last adventure them blackguards we thought we was rid of ferever escaped from the prison we stuck 'em in over there in China. They was on the loose now 'n callin themselves the Revengers. There was eight of 'em 'n they had the power of the dark force behind through the spirit of Foul Manchu the worst ancient criminal China had ever known. As far as we could tell he was givin the Revengers powers equal 't ours, power fer power. How does that grab ya? It was grabbin us by our throats. We knew the Revengers was doin everthin they could get through that shield of invincibility of mine 'n it was only a matter of time till they did. They'd already shown us they'd shoot my arms 'n legs 't pieces as soon as I was no longer protected. I was workin my brain 't a frazzle tryin to find a way 't escape. The Merlins was workin theirs 't a frazzle too tryin 't help me. It was a race against time 'n we knew it. What we didn't know was who the clock was tickin faster fer, us 'r them. This is an adventure of matchin wits 'n yer gonna be surprised at some of the wit matchin we done. Make shore yer wearin tight fittin clothes cause we might just scare ya out of 'em if they're hangin loose on ya. We'll always keep ya safe though ya can bet on that. Thanks fer joinin up with us again. Ya know don't ya our world wouldn't be the same without ya. Gramps