|Time Out of Space|
|Date Published||Thursday, March 31, 2005|
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|Next Comic||Episode 535: Something for Everyone|
Mrr'grt and L'zlhe talk of black candles, while the Red Mages have a pep talk with each other.
- Ice Cave, and inside infinite nothingness.
|Mrr'grt||Do we really need black candles?|
|L'zlhe||The ancient texts, though written in a language before words, are quite clear.|
|Mrr'grt||Where are we supposed to find to find candles--black or otherwise--in this desolate wasteland?|
|L'zlhe||We are a cult dedicated to evil.|
If we didn't bring pointlessly black candles, we really dropped the ball.
|Mrr'grt||Yes, yes fine. Look, we'll kill Lv'rn and make candles from his innards.|
|L'zlhe||But they need to be black too.|
|Mrr'grt||We are the foul things men become when nameless horrors infest their bones. There will be no shortage of black in his innards.|
|L'zlhe||A fine point.|
|Mrr'grt||Yes, I know.|
|Back in the infinite nothingness...|
|Red Mage||Are we sure this is going to work?|
|Red Mage||Of course we are, we thought of it, didn't we?|
|Red Mage||No one else seems to like it.|
|Red Mage||Oh, they never do.|
Those mouthbreathers whinge about every little thing we do, but we bring them, kicking and screaming, to new vistas of imagination and, dare I say it, genius.
|Red Mage||(peeking out from the right) Guys, can we focus? This universe isn't going to destroy itself.|
|Red Mage||He's right.|
|Red Mage||We always are.|
|Red Mage||We already made the calculations, so that information exists in all our future-inclined instances.|
|Red Mage||Is everyone in position yet?|
|Red Mage||No, but I can see from here they will be soon.|
|Red Mage||Let's rip causality a new one!|