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• That was unbelievable, unprecedented! We made history and saw the future, all at once.
• Empirically, it shows an alternate version of reality, not the future. And based on those mechanical monstrosities, a reality we're better off without.
• Details, details. You should be excited! The collider supercharged your Infinity Ball. Now it works on an entirely different level.
• We need to test this somewhere remote, far from Rata Sum, with all its spying ears and innocent bystanders.
• I have an old lab that I don't use anymore. It would be perfect. You have to do this, Savant. Greatness is within your grasp.
• I do want to see this through...and if no one else gets hurt... All right. I'll meet you there and we'll run more tests.
• Zhaitan gives death.
• Thanks for coming by. Quick question for you: your first invention was a service golem, correct?
• Designed to handle menial daily tasks...cleaning, dressing, dining, etc., so the owner could focus on intellectual endeavors.
• Well, unless murder is a "menial daily task," something's gone wrong. Your VAL-A golem went berserk and killed the people it was supposed to be serving.
• This is intolerable! You're the Snaff Prize Savant...Snaff, the master golemancer! Your failure dishonors his memory, and I can't have that.
• My golem wouldn't kill people. It couldn't! I made sure to—
• Making progress, I see. Good. Listen, I've been thinking about what I said, and I...I came to apologize.
• When your golem ran wild, all I could think of was Snaff's legacy. I shouldn't have taken it out on you.
• You're a lot like him, actually: smart, capable, enthusiastic. Besides, it was your first golem. You were young, untested, and—
• And someone monkeyed with my designs. The golem I just trashed was so heavily modified, it's barely recognizable as my work.
• Misaligned aether couplings, altered control parameters...somebody took my idea and ran with it, right into a brick wall.
• I got your message. It was a tad on the cranky side, even for you. What's on your mind?
• Violence. What do you know about a wretched little pipsqueak named Kudu? Cross-reference "criminal," "megalomaniac," and "plagiarist."
• I've heard of him. He's an Inquest bigwig now, but he used to be Snaff's apprentice. Then you came along and Snaff traded up.
• That's him. Now, out of pure spite, Kudu's invited me to watch him demonstrate some sort of weather-changing device for the Arcane Council.
• I'm glad you're here. I heard Kudu's lackeys were going to attack the archive annex. Looks like I heard right.
• Kudu knows what he's doing, I'll give him that. The fire started in the records room, and all the Peacemaker golems had been deactivated.
• He's one step ahead of us, then. The blueprints for my weather device are also missing from the archives. The only backups were stored in this annex...
• ...which is on fire. Come on! Without those blueprints, the trail leading to Kudu goes up in smoke.
• We're too late. The evidence we needed to prove Kudu stole my idea is now a pile of ashes, soot, and failure.
• Not a failure: a setback. Now that we know Kudu's up to something big, we just need to figure out what it is and how to stop it.
• I'm ready. Plagiarism and arson are one thing, but wiping out all records of my very first invention? I'm going to tattoo Kudu's butt with bootprints.
• That's what I like to hear. One of Kudu's lackeys has a lab nearby. Her name is Plunka, and I bet she still smells like smoke.
• Welcome to the threshold of immortality! The lab is prepped and ready to go.
• The proving ground is entirely empty. No one to get hurt, no one to steal our glory.
• Sounds good. I'm eager to see what the Infinity Ball can do in a more controlled environment.
• Then you've come to the right place. We'll shake up the world, Zojja, the Arcane Council—everybody. Let's get started!
• There's no denying we got results. But if that's the future, I don't want to live there.
• It was A future, not THE future. In terms of quantum arcanics, we accessed other potentialities...but the connection was extremely unstable.
• The Infinity Ball needs more power. Otherwise, those portals will remain short-term doorways with no way to regulate outbound traffic.
• I agree. More power will anchor and strengthen the portals. But this test just drained all the energy we got from the Megahedron Collider.
• What we need is an entirely new power storage system, one that can store all the energy we need without requiring a recharge.
• You did what? I told you once, the Infinity Ball is way too dangerous. And you two idiots have been toying with it?
• A-hem! Three idiots. You're working on the Infinity Ball, same as us. And the Savant has a much better claim than you.
• My device predicts danger, whereas yours creates it. This is your last warning: stop this, before you kill yourselves or others.
• Hmm. I thought she'd be angrier. Anyway, I can think of two potential power sources. The Inquest has one, Councillor Flax has the other.
• Come on, Shodd. Zojja's already furious. We can't antagonize the Inquest and the Arcane Council, too. I want this as much as you do, but Zojja—
• If you quit now, you'll both be disappointed. She doesn't want you to end up like her, stuck in her mentor's shadow her whole life.
• Slithery creatures! I'll chop you all into bait!
• Hey! I was captured during that storm. I was checking the skritt traps near my lab. You know, I think I heard those rats chittering about a slab of "hard water." Might be your mirror.
• Please don't be mad. I had to find you. I had to! I just couldn't think of anything clever. Then the Valiant came and did amazing things, and here we are.
• I got the word from Grep, and I brought you a golem to fight with. It's no Mr. Sparkles, but it's equal to any you're likely to face.
• Victory is still down to you and your piloting skills. Another thing: don't think my apology means that I'm at your beck and call now.
• Not at all. I just figured you'd want to be kept in the loop. Like you said, clearing my name keeps Snaff's out of the gutter.