I could have all the confidence in the world. But one could never be prepared when walking into a situation like that.
A chess set was on the round table between us. I reached over and picked up the rook.
I held it up as if in a toast. “To Rook to Ruin.”
They lifted their glasses and so our alliance formed stronger bonds. I would win this war against Ruin, the bane of Connor’s existence, and get David’s sister back, or I would die trying.