That Sirzec had a Ressurection Stone shocked Aiynae. But it also warned him of the thievery he had been subjected too, and allowed him to put an end to it. He did this immediately, locking up the Gadget Room with more than just locks and bolts.

He was going to have problems now; that much he was sure of. With the Ressurection Stone, Sirzec would be able to bring any three person's he wished back into the game--an awful prospect. It had taken Aiynae thousands of years to destroy the most powerful of Sirzec's emissaries, and now all that work was about to be undone.

If Sirzec was evil, then Aiynae was as "good" a player could get. Adorned in blue robes that covered everything save his head and hands, he had been Sirzec's only worthy opponent for millenia. And he had always won.

This game was different. The pawns were weaker on his side, the environments they lived in unsafe and unguarded. It was the longest game ever played by the two adversaries, and the most exciting at that. There was never a clear winner, never a sure victory, and always a surprise 'round the corner.

Rising from his cushioned seat, Aiynae sighed and closed his eyes, beginning his next turn. He was ready to start.