A Sword for Kregen (Dray Prescot, Book 20; Jikaida Cycle, by Alan Burt Akers

By Alan Burt Akers

The most well-liked video game one of many peoples of Kregen, global of Antares, is person who resembles chess, referred to as Jikaida. Jikaida is a conflict of wits and warfare online game items that perfect good the strain charged surroundings that enveloped Dray Prescot. For reconquering Vallia was once assuming the point of this kind of game--move as opposed to countermove, horde opposed to horde! Then Dray Prescot stumbled on himself not answerable for only a game--he had develop into a dwelling chessman on a real-life board on the dreaded area of Jikaida urban. There each circulate was once followed through bloodshed and at the back of each video game could dangle the destiny of a urban, an island, or perhaps a country!

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Fair is a teaching-game. Fair is a box I drew. Should I have used all I had and discouraged you? Now the walls are down, minnow. " Duun nodded slowly. Thorn picked up his bowl to eat. Set it back then, with a soft click of the spoon against the bowl and looked up at him. "Yes," Duun said. "It would be good to wonder what's in the food. Wouldn't it? Eat, minnow. I give you that grace. " Thorn edged back on the riser, set his leg over the edge. "You said no quarter. " Thorn got to his feet and walked across the sand, gathered up his weapons from the shelf, his cloak from beside the door.

When I lost the most of my hand, I thought I would never play. I recovered that. Other things I lost. You gain no virtue from loss you never know. There will never be love, Thorn. Never. " Thorn picked it up, bowed his head till his eyes were hid. "I tell you," Duun said in the low beat of the strings, the counterpoint of the drum. "There's always something left to lose. When you think there's nothing more you're a fool, Thorn; there's something till you're dead. And after that— gods know. " Thorn looked up.

He had no strength left. His knees ached with the struggle with the water and the rocks, his bones ached with the chill: his joints grew loose and ached and strained with the sudden turn of river stones. The cold got into his bones and set him shivering. (Can one die of livhl? ) His ankle turned; he saved himself from a plunge in icy water, waded to the shore, his arms and the legs under him jerking with shivers like drugged spasms. ) No quarter. None. Downhill again. *** The sun went past zenith.

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