The sound of heavy boots on wood was heard as the Seventh, Eighth and Third Doctors walk the Master towards them. His hands were locked in place before him with a huge pair of heavy looking handcuffs, that weighed him down so much that his body sagged forwards. His dark eyes were full of bitterness as he looked out at the Doctor and Robin.<br/><br/>"So Doctors, what shall we do with him?" The Seventh asked, tilting the Master's chin up with the point of his umbrella. "Gallifrey is gone, so we do not have a cell that could contain him, and no rrrrroom on Earth could possibly hold such insanity."<br/><br/>"I don't particularly like the idea of killing him," the Eighth spoke whilst his eyes met the masters. "There's been too many moments when we believed that he was dead and yet he comes back from the grave to haunt us. Remember new years eve in the USA? He possessed a big burly American and almost turned the world inside out."<br/><br/>"But he cannot be left to hurt again," the Third spoke firmly. "The Master is far too much of a threat to the safety of the universe. We cannot just let him go."<br/><br/>"I must say, all your debating is very flattering," the Master chuckled before he looked past the Doctor and at the Tenth that stood behind him, who met his gaze with a dark stormy look. "Look at his face," the Master cackled. "The last two times he encountered me he tried to keep me as a pet, but now he's all quiet, because he knows that there's only one thing that you can do."<br/><br/>"Murder you," the Doctor spoke bluntly. "Execute you. Kill you. Destroy you. Obliterate you. Slaughter you. Condemn you to the same death sentence that you would sentence us to," the Doctor said before taking a step forwards, putting himself between the Master and Robin as he looked into the mad man's eyes.<br/><br/>The other seven Doctors had now walked forwards to join in with the discussion that was taking place between themselves. Although every single one of them had a different look on their face as they watched the two, they all had the same sense of unease.<br/><br/>"We'll spare him," the Doctor said after a moments thought. "Once everything is back to normal he will be one of the only Time Lords left in the universe. We can't get rid of him, seeing as he's part of an endangered species."<br/><br/>"Are you insane?" The Second Doctor cried, his dark brow narrowing in his menacing glare. "If we let him go then he will go on to kill even more people. He will try to conqueror everything!"<br/><br/>"I'm not letting him go," the Doctor muttered before looking over at the Master's TARDIS, that still stood behind the altar, the gargoyle on top of it still glaring down at them. "I was more thinking along the lines of taking his TARDIS, deactivating it and stranding him on Nazelha."<br/><br/>The Master's smirk evaporated. The look he had on his face was not one of fear, but dread.<br/><br/>"Remember that planet Robin?" The Doctor asked with delight. "I threatened to send you there once, you were being really cheeky to me. Its a dull planet home to a partially evolved race that does nothing except play Dominoes. I'm sure they would love to have the Master for company.