Dooku frowns darkly, then rises to his feet. This impudence cannot be borne. Especially when the consequences for failing to produce results with Tyl could be so... severe for the Count himself.

“Have a care, Regor,” he warns. “You cannot defy all the powers of the Earth. Your technological terrors are impressive, yes, but they are insignificant next to the abilities I command... and I am only a small part of a much larger machine.”

For now. For the moment. Until he can climb higher, much higher, high enough that he need never trouble himself with such tiresome wheedling and negotiating as this ever again.