[ It’s nice to see Dextera like this. Who knew he liked chess so much... or that he’d be so good at it. Guren is adapting well, making new moves, cutting off strategies— but it seems as though Dextera always has an answer. Now, he’s backed against the corner, and his own solutions don’t actually go with the rules of chest.
If this were a real battle, it could be easy. He has pieces in enough places for a perfect set up, and while his king could take the fall, the rest of his pieces could sweep in. But, of course, the king is all that matters here. He holds on to hope until there’s no other move than one that sets him up to officially lose, and after a lot of frowning, he moves the piece and then sighs heavily, leaning back on his palms. He looks annoyed by his expression, but his eyes are lit up just as much, and he’s looking across to Dex. ]
Shut up. [ IN ADVANCE... WITH HIS EYES!!! ] How the hell did you get so good at chess, anyway?
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If this were a real battle, it could be easy. He has pieces in enough places for a perfect set up, and while his king could take the fall, the rest of his pieces could sweep in. But, of course, the king is all that matters here. He holds on to hope until there’s no other move than one that sets him up to officially lose, and after a lot of frowning, he moves the piece and then sighs heavily, leaning back on his palms. He looks annoyed by his expression, but his eyes are lit up just as much, and he’s looking across to Dex. ]
Shut up. [ IN ADVANCE... WITH HIS EYES!!! ] How the hell did you get so good at chess, anyway?