Legacy nodded slowly, and then turned to leave so that he may carry out his assigned mission. His face contorted as he turned, to that of sheer confusion, and uncertainty where confidence and certainity had been before. He had no idea how he was going to pull this off, but still he marched forward towards the exit, and back to his craft that had brought him here in the first place. Things always got more complicated when you weren't your own boss, and he knew this well.
Pausing as he reached the threshold of the door leading out of the throne room, he stopped, and then half turned back towards the dark lords behind him, taking one last shot into the dark. "You sure I can't interest you in a finger?"