Main Room

Brian narrows his eyes at Magtok, and from his belt, grips two small, metal cylinders.
"I'm very serious. Anybody want to find out how serious I am? Starting with you, Magtok, seeing I assume you have all those clones I learned about in the future?"

Of course, Ilpholin would do nicely in the job too, but he has wounded male pride! Magtok is giggling at him!