'No problem, as for the fee, its a little different than you'd imagine.' Baldr motions for the others to unload the rest of the sentries, and returns himself to the conversation. 'We want you to keep your ears open for anything involving this Hourglass. One of our agents has been looking into it, and our Hunt-Master has reason to believe that it is a force that can't be allowed to exist. You do this, and the sentries are yours, along with more equipment down the road.'

We've been picking up bits and pieces, but the boss is a bit more concerned with everything attacking us or making moves against us. However, I'll keep an eye out when I'm in the city, I've been doing recon as of late. My comms channel's secure, so I can relay any hearsay to you safely.

'Then the price is set, and the deal is made. I hope these sentries do you well. Is there any equipment you can think of that might be useful, for our future dealings?' The Terminators continue unloading the Tarantulas, and stack them neatly away from what they think is the Carriers runway.

Let me handle your payment first, then I'll get back to you.