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…