• Vol. 01
  • Chapter 09
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Treachery! Penalty!
Did you see?
That piece just crushed Black Bishop’s head!
Battery! Villainy!
(Dang and blast, it’s fast –
must be a she.)

Hey Miss, it’s our turn now –
what the hell? You can’t make an L!
Where d’you go…?

A truce, my comrades, a truce –
this tyranny must be avenged!
Bishop, stand across and down.
Knight, wait at the bend.
Here she comes now. Don’t be rash…

head on! She’s gone,
taken by her own kind.
(And serves her right.)
Now then. Back to our fight…