"Jerom, two domains right."
"Kai, one domain left."
"Balam, one domain forward."
Atticus silently watched as the Marquis moved their champions across the board. It had barely been minutes since Noctis' battle concluded, yet the entire dynamics of the board had shifted.
Dravek's bounty made the gods momentarily forget their fear, but the battle had snapped them out of that trance.
Gods exchanged hardened glances with one another. Champions shook their heads, expressions pale. More than a few uneasy glances drifted toward him.
'It worked.'
The fear was back. Noctis' move had been so potent that none of them had even bothered challenging Whisker. The turn would soon be over, and so would the penalty.
'Now what will you do?'
He fixed his eyes on the now remaining Redflame Marquis, whose will sizzled around him as he glared at the others.
