[Szayel let out a bored sigh, slinging off the machine he was carrying, setting it down by Washu.]

I can generate a field that will at least protect the house, and perhaps out immediate neighbors, but this is a prototype. There is a chance it may not work or blow up in our faces.

[And he really doesn't sound all that concerned by this. Is he telling the truth? Is he just pulling their legs? Who the hell knows.]