Near the centre of the great hole the force had cut straight through the deep bedrock, fracturing the tectonic plate itself. Hatman brought the LairJet low through the rising steam.

“Okay, so Galactivac felt peckish,” CSFB! speculated.

“It is no wonder that such a great removal of planetary matter caused the telluric reactions were witnessed at the perimeter of the event,” the Shoggoth noted clinically. “It is fortunate that the gouge is relatively shallow, and therefore has not caused too much volcanic activity.”

Trickshot was fumbling with some equipment he’d dragged from a locker – a sextant, compass, and slide rule. “Okay, the onboard systems don’t know what day it is,” the archer pointed out, “but fortunately Br’er Tricky knows a thing or two about wilderness travel. An’ I think I know where we are.”

“Where’s that?” Uhuna wondered. Her geography beyond the Great Relief was hazy at the best of times.

“You’re not gonna like it,” Trickshot warned them. “That seven hundred mile crater down there… that used ta be Wakandybar!”

• Land in the crater to look for clues
• Head back to the perimeter
• Head to help out at the nearest devastated settlement (M’Kinto Airfield)
• Head out of the electromagnetic interference to send a report back to the Lair Mansion