With a large group of dwarves, slaves and refinery workers behind him, Daneel waited in front of the large crimson crystal formation that, until now, had been covered with bones all around to warn the slaves going into the Pit about the fate waiting for them if they were even a tad bit belligerent.
The crimson color was still menacing to look upon, but it was a whole lot better without those macabre remains souring the site. Beside him stood Reese, his skin covered with bandages and his face with a few more lines that there had been before the beginning of Daneel's plan.
Behind them both stood the old man whose hospitality Daneel might never be able to pay back, and as one, they kept their eyes on the crystals to see them glow, and result in a scene that no one had ever thought would come to be.