[Open Field]

The intricate mish-mash of gears, cogs, pulleys, and rubber bands keeping the modified tea kettle in motion grind to halt a fair distance away from Sir Hex. The tea-tank proceeds no further, but it does continue to move.

The main battery of the nonsensical instrument of destruction attempts to tilt downward until it is level with Sir Hex's head. Next, it begins to whistle. After a few instants have elapsed, a six-foot wide sphere of scalding hot Earl Grey tea might be lobbed at the unfortunate Sir Hex.

The first shot has been fired!