Draiss sighed, seeming to deflate for a moment, before nodding. "Fair enough. Just tired of being forced into a slot I am not prepared for. Like when some of your children invaded Io's refuges for dragons, and butchered them when the dragons went there wanting to rest. You were, if the information I received is right, were called upon to correct it lest the dragons start attacking everyone dwarf everywhere. Well, I am in the same position as you then. Attacking those who are tainted, many who don't know it, just to keep the peace. Not happenstance, my taint lets me know what the basic taints are like, and the constructs figure out the advanced stuff by getting destroyed by it.<br/><br/>But yes, this was, at best, an industrial accident, caused by your people not fully understanding what they were dealing with and mine for not publishing a user's manual. From now on, just have your priests meditate over unusual construct pieces, and if they appear to be mine, let me know, and I will trade them for a simplified drone. Won't be any of the high end stuff, but it might help them anyways. Mobile bags of holding or defensive screens. No power sources, too easy to make them go boom."<br/><br/>He sighed, a tired human for a second before forcing himself back into the upbeat defender of reality and nodded. "I will ensure there are no retaliatory attacks from my death squad constructs, and we will keep the last piece of that construct. Though if yours do find more, please let me know, I am tired of having to stretch along unnecessary fronts."