Mogbot: “Didn't hear you knock - where's your manners? Where’s what?” TimeGuard: “The glowing sphere. My sphere. Where is it?” Mogbot: “What’s it worth?” TG: “Worth, creature? It is priceless!” Mogbot: “So - what’ll you give me for it? Always assuming, of course, that I actually have it in my possession? TG: “This not a game, creature - that sphere is mine - give it to me!” Mogbot: “Anyone could come trundling along and say it belonged to them, you know. If it’s really yours to claim then there must be something you be willing to give to get it back.” TG: “I will destroy you and take it with me!” Mogbot: “You’re an evil creature, then? Go around destroying people just like that, do you?” TG: “ A Time Guard is incapable of doing evil.” Mogbot: “OK, buddy, so then you must be able to do good.” TG: “The sphere is mine by right; you cannot keep it.” Mogbot: “Oh, I don’t want it; it turns people funny colours and keeps changing the weather and the government (which I suppose some people would think a good idea). You’re welcome to have it back - but on one condition.” TG: “It is mine. I don’t bargain for what is mine.” Mogbot: “Unless you are prepared to consider my idea.” TG: “It is MINE!” Mogbot: No dice, buddy. Ready to deal?” TG: “I suppose you want infinite riches and be ruler of this tatty planet, like most humans!” Mogbot: “No. I want a simple promise.” TG: “What?” Mogbot: “I want you to change our Silvanu back to what she was before she ever wanted that Key.” TG: “And that is all?” Mogbot: “You have to promise to do it - and do it immediately.” TG: “And that is all you want from one of the most powerful beings in the Multiverse? I will never understand humans.” Mogbot: “Well?” TG: “And you will give me the sphere.” Mogbot: “The minute she is her old self again.” TG: “No. Sphere first. Now.” Mogbot: “Can I trust you, eh? Is your promise worth anything?” TG: “By the ancient gods I serve, you have my promise, and you may rely upon my word. I must take the sphere home.” Mogbot: “No. You just bring whatever resourses you need right here. OK? We get our enchantress back and I shall return the sphere to you. Then you can buzz off home with your sphere." (As the room fills with fog and the shady figures of the gods begin to assemble around the great beetle, Mogbot thinks to himself that a creature professing to be one of the most powerful beings in the Multiverse should have been able to distinguish a simple robot from a human …) [Summoners Time Guard]