at a workshop in a steamy hellhole mildew climbs the walls a giant vise should rust but for constant oil cast iron from template all thread two inches thick two arms clutching a cluster of chain forged for strength this chain lowers slowly slipping links a pool of carbonlesss steel below our workpiece becoming sacrificial a pair of keys and a throw switch are required to stop this operation but wait here is the man with the chemical glove a precious coating invincibility at the cost of mobility our hero swings in from vines will his grip hold or will we work late tonight?