The Pharoah of Time is alive and he and his enormous mothership have come to 1943's New York City for Miss Fury. But which one will he find? The immoral murderer with the samurai sword, the titanicc stash of grenades and the epic love of debauchery? Or the Miss Fury who is lost in time, grasping for a sense of sanity and for the good inside her. It's a metaphysical battle played out with mondo martial arts as two futures of our hero fight for supremacy, and only one Miss Fury is getting out alive.