In a pitch-black cave, only a flickering candlelight, no bigger than a green bean, illuminated a tiny portion of the space.
Beneath this radiant light, two elderly individuals were seated cross-legged, with a perfectly square chessboard placed between them.
One of the two elders was Divinus, while the other, draped in a black robe, shrouded himself in darkness.
Divinus gazed at the old man across from him and grumbled, "Hellion, it's about time you made your move. We've been playing this game for over a hundred years. I've really had enough of you. Spending all day cooped up in this pitch black place and wearing that tattered black robe, you're so pretentious."
Hellion burst out laughing. "Haha! Divinus, are you perhaps worried about the disciple you just tricked into following you, hence the rush to return?"
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