In the heart of his enchanted chamber, Dhazam sat at an ornate chessboard, pieces carved from ebony and ivory poised in a strategic dance. Across from him stood a spectral figure, his most powerful spirit, Psyche. They played the game with an air of detachment, their minds focused on the moves and counter-moves, while their eyes remained fixed on a shimmering mirror that showed Victor and his friends.
Victor, Lyra, Callie, Leo, Silas, and Jacob stood before the mirror, their gazes locked on Dhazam and Psyche. The scene that unfolded before them was surreal—a chess game that seemed to mirror their every move, and two figures who observed them with amusement.
Dhazam's voice was low and sardonic as he moved his queen, "Checkmate in three moves, Psyche."
Psyche chuckled, his laughter echoing eerily in the chamber. "You underestimate our opponents, Dhazam."
