"If that is the move you want to take, then you have lost this fight!"
In another forbidden ground in the underground world, two middle-aged men could see seating on a pile of bones, opposite to another and a table was placed in between them.
The two men had a very stern expression on their faces as they stared at the chessboard which was on the table.
However, this wasn't any regular chessboard, it was a three-dimensional chessboard.
One of them was a bald figure with skeletal arms and legs, but startling enough, the rest of his body somehow had flesh. And as for the man in front of him, he was proper.
With an appearance that would put the world to shame, he was donned in a white robe and long white hair, which even made his appearance more ravishing. The man placed his hand on his chin as he stared at the chessboard.
"Come on, Clifford… The clock is ticking." It was the skeletal figure that spoke.
