Jagman:
And what, pray, is this?
Milosh:
Greetings my Lord! You are ahead of time. There are still some… loose ends to tie up.
Jagman:
Why so?
Milosh:
King escaped but we'll give chase
We can still meet all demands
Here you see the Stones are safe
For the employers wish
Milosh & Chorus:
Is our command
Jagman:
Indeed?
Greaves:
Right – Hand them over.
Jagman:
You dribbling imbeciles! These are not the Stones. He's fooled you all. Punish this incompetent clown. And find King. Get those Stones…and Greaves…
Greaves:
Yes, my Lord
Jagman:
At ANY cost!
You think me too cold hearted
Unreasonable and cruel
But I must follow pathways
Which demand a different rule
My actions all have purpose
Which are steered by stranger signs
The world will one day judge
My inspired grand design
With kindness
Kindness…