"EXPLOSIVE?!" yelped Rouge as she stopped playing dead. Bashoon helped her up on account of the bat's boots.

"Don't panic!" said Bashoon. "Scorpainia's an expert!" Scorpainia had transferred the imaginary explosive material to her hands and kept molding it like a snowball. Verdutha looked concerned.

"Scorpainia, isn't that a bit much for our purposes?" she asked.

"I believe that's the correct amount," replied Scorpainia. Verdutha simply backed off. Scorpainia turned to Bashoon. "Captain Barmek, are you ready?"

"Aye aye!" replied Bashoon as she assumed a catcher's position.

"I would not want you to drop it."

"No fear." At Bashoon's reassurance, Scorpainia threw the imaginary explosive underhanded and Bashoon tracked it…then mimed fumbling it. Her team cried out variations of "Watch it!", "Look out!", or "Careful!". Bashoon then caught it and smirked. She then carefully set it onto the floor and held her hand out. "Detonator," she said. Fitri slapped her hand and Bashoon mimed adding a detonator to the explosive. "Fuse." Another hand slap and more setting up the explosive. "Primer." Another hand slap, another setup. Bashoon then stood up. "Matchstick." She was given the imaginary matchstick, then she held it like it was a golf club.

"There is…no explosive!" protested the lead robot.

"No? Observe!" challenged Verdutha. Everyone then called out "FORE!" before Bashoon swung her imaginary club and they all acted like they were caught in the blast! Various robots shut down except the lead robot. "You okay?!" asked Verdutha. She then snapped her fingers near the other robots. They didn't respond.

"But…there was…no explosion!" said the lead robot.

"I lied," replied Bashoon.

"What?"

"She lied," said Verdutha. "Everything she says is a lie. Remember that."

"Now listen carefully. Verdutha has spoken truthfully." The robot started smoking at trying to work Bashoon's statement out.

"You say Verdutha has spoken truthfully," it said, "but she said that everything you say is a lie, thus you tell the truth, but then that would mean that you are making a liar out of Verdutha, but she tells the truth about everything you say being a lie but you say she speaks truth but you…she…the truth is a lie is the truth is a lie is the truth…Illogical! Illogical! Explain! You are non-robots! Only non-robots can explain! PLEASE EXPLAIN!"

"I'm not programmed to respond in that area!" taunted Verdutha. This time there really WAS an explosion as the lead robot detonated. The women took cover quickly, then peaked out to examine the wreckage.

"What a dated hunk of junk!" complained Bashoon. "Even the dumbest robots of my world could handle paradoxes like that!"

"Here's why," muttered Verdutha as she pulled a diamond out of the robot's chest. "This thing was used as a sort of brain. It's absolutely terrible in circuitry. It'd be better suited to be on display in a museum. I mean, in many a universe, this would be about twice the worth of the Eye of Chizara, the most priceless jewel in the multi-!" Verdutha didn't get very far as a certain bat swiped it. "Rouge, give that back!"

"No!" Rouge then hid the diamond…well…you know.

"…You actually put a diamond in your cleavage," remarked Verdutha.

"Yes, I have," replied Rouge.

"…How comfortable is it?"

"…Not comfortable at all. But it's not coming out until I put this thing in me and Knucky's vault."

"…Well, as I'm not willing to stick my hand between a woman's breasts unless it's a woman I'm sharing a bed with," said Verdutha, "all I can really say is that the ball is in Emily's court now."

It was a long way to the Throne Room, but Emily made it. The robot maid opened the door and Emily went inside. After shutting the door, Emily curtsied, and the maid announced her presence. "Presenting Dame Emily Williams of the Feudal Nerd Society," it said.

"Come forward," directed Lurazzi. Emily walked forward, then got to her knees. "What is your desire?" asked Lurazzi.

"Your Majesty, an ecological report managed to worm its way into a call I was granted to Verdutha," explained Emily. "I only request that it be returned to you." She presented a metal disc with a holographic emitter in the center.

"Let us see this report," said Lurazzi. "We thank you for returning our property to us. It seems to be an honest mistake and no punishment is needed." Emily handed the disc to Lurazzi. Lurazzi then activated it and the conversation played between Emily and Verdutha. Only, this time, it was decoded.

"Emily, I just discovered some very disturbing news about this ecological disaster the Adrexians are going through," said Verdutha.

"What's going on, Verdutha?" replied Holo-Emily. "When did this all start?"

"What is this?!" hissed Lurazzi.

"Your Majesty, I beg you," said Emily, "listen to the whole thing."

"The disaster happened by artificial means," explained Verdutha.

"…Man-made?" asked Holo-Emily. "For what reason?"

"Auriella became too enamored with a single social structure and came to the conclusion that only an unchanging hierarchy would make the Adrexians better than anyone else in the multiverse and would make them ready to join Shocker Umbra." Holo-Emily rolled her eyes.

"Because, of course, my cousin's wife would want that! So, Umbra's had this universe in their grasp for 800,000 years, local timescale. That's only 20 years by Beyond City's timescale."

"It gets worse. Auriella uses these robots to quell any ideas of resistance. Though, according to the logs I stumbled upon, the robots can't handle paradoxes." Holo-Emily blinked at Verdutha's statement.

"…The robots aren't THAT dumb, right?" she asked. "I mean, there's no way they can get stuck on paradoxes like we can."

"Well, they can. Listen, I have Auriella's logs encoded in this message as proof, but someone in authority needs to hear this! The Adrexians are stagnating, and they NEED to reclaim Adrexia Prime!"

"Auriella's logs?" Holo-Emily grinned. "I know how to get them to Lurazzi. You take care of the robots, I'll deal with Lurazzi. The Adrexians will go home today!"

"Here's hoping. Good luck, Emily." The decoded call then ended. Lurazzi sat there, trying to process it all. Just before Emily spoke, the robot maid that accompanied her grabbed her shoulders.

"…Uh oh," gulped Emily.