In the good old days they gave you a suit of armour and a mighty steed to rescue a maiden in distress. But John Tardy didn’t know about this battle until he was in it. No suit of armor, no magnificent charger. He’d have been happy just to arrive on his own two feet, or any way other than as a package labeled “Spacial Delivery.”
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