Wily snorted in disdain, rolling his eyes as he leaned back in his chair. "Cucco-powered machines?" he scoffed. "What are we, children? You expect us to believe this nonsense? Why don't you power your machines with something actually useful?"

Ganondorf chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with mockery. "Indeed, Robotnik. For all your bluster, I haven't seen much to justify your claims of genius."

Mario, who had been watching Robotnik closely, added with a smirk, "Yeah, Eggman. You keep bragging about all this tech of yours, but so far, I haven't seen anything that's going to change the game. What's with all the theatrics?"

Robotnik's eyes narrowed slightly, but his grin only widened. "Ah, Mario," he said smoothly, "you've been underestimating me. All of you have." He stood up from his chair with a flourish, commanding the room's attention as the flickering torchlight cast dramatic shadows across his face.

"While you've been toiling away with your little plots and schemes, I've been working on something far more… spectacular."

Wily scowled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "And what's that, Robotnik? Another useless gadget?"

Robotnik reached into his coat, pulling out a large, gleaming gold ring. The room fell silent as the light from the torches reflected off the polished surface, making the ring almost seem to glow.

"These rings," Robotnik declared, his voice taking on a grand, theatrical tone, "are not mere trinkets. They have the power to teleport between worlds!"

A murmur rippled through the group. Mario raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued despite himself. "Teleport between worlds?" he echoed.

Robotnik nodded, clearly enjoying the attention. "Indeed! With these rings, I've been watching your attempts to outwit our enemies. I've kept my distance, observing how each of you has struggled in your little games, and I knew it was time for my brilliance to intervene." He twirled the ring between his fingers with a smug grin.

Ganondorf leaned forward slightly, his interest piqued. "And why are we only hearing about this now?" he asked darkly.

Robotnik waved his hand dismissively. "Timing is everything. I was waiting for the right moment to reveal the true extent of my genius. And since the power of each ring fades after each use, I need to be vigilant of my limited supply until I can get more from my own world. Besides, why waste my creations when I could observe and let you all tire yourselves out first?"

Luigi, who had been nervously picking at his food, looked up in alarm. "Teleport between worlds?" he repeated, his voice trembling. "That sounds… dangerous."

Robotnik laughed heartily. "Dangerous? No, no, Luigi—ingenious!" He twirled the ring between his fingers. "With these, I can move forces, gather intel, and strike when the time is right. And now, I'm ready to use them to their fullest potential."

Wily's expression darkened, clearly unimpressed. "Teleportation rings," he muttered under his breath. "How quaint."

Robotnik's smile faltered slightly, but he quickly recovered, puffing out his chest. "Mock all you want, Wily, but soon enough, you'll see the true power of my creations."

Mario, leaning forward with renewed interest, cut through the banter. "Enough talk. We need to deploy these rings if they're as powerful as you say. Robotnik, coordinate with Bowser's Magikoopas and start putting them to use."

Wily shot Robotnik a glare but said nothing, while Robotnik simply leaned back in his chair, basking in the attention. His moment of triumph had come, and soon, they would all see just how brilliant he truly was.