“I’m uh… I’m here to talk to you about the extended warranty on your golems!”
“…My golems?”
“Yes! Wouldn’t you like to insure they stay maintained and uh—eep!” Tora heard FPS give a panicked squeak. He didn’t need to look to know his invisibility had already worn off. The amulet was still halfway across the room.
“And?” Rakak snapped. “And what?”
“Ffffffunctioning? Maintained and functioning. Yes. That. See my company offers extended warranties on all your golems to replace whatever parts break.”
Good recovery, Tora thought.
“Right. I really don’t need that.” Rakak crossed his arms. “Who let you in?”
“Uh, the-the dogs…?”
At this, Rakak huffed, exasperated. “The dogs. Of course. I thought I installed the ‘No Solicitors’ program in them. I’m not interested in buying warranties from a talking weed on my own work. I’ll call a golem to escort you out.”
Rakak made to turn back to his console, with Tora fully visible and a few feet from the amulet.
“W-Wait!” FPS cried. “We uh, also offer tech support?”
The asura stopped mid-turn. “Tech support?”
“Yes, I um, see you’re having trouble recovering your password…?”
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