"Someone is trying to break through your ward," I said mockingly with my coarse voice.
The man sitting under the silver leaved trees just nodded calmly once then he returned his focus back to the chess board in front of him.
"The ward is shaking," I said in a singsong voice, not that I could sing anymore. Not since thousands of years ago. "Are you getting old? Are you getting weaker?" I taunted.
The man placed a chess piece on the board with a tiny sigh. He stood up and turned to me. "Do you want to battle to test it out?" he said calmly. A sword appeared in his hand.
He meant it, then I would be defeated once again, like thousands of times before. I flicked my tail and subtly swam a bit further away from him. "Why are you so easily provoked these day?" I taunted again, trying to hide my fright. "Getting old?"
