Monke and Battle Royales (17 - Chess Edition)

"… This is the fight you're giving me? A board game?" The werewolf asked in a deadpan, her disappointment levels rising through the roof. "And here I thought you were a purebred warrior."

"I do love breaking expectations." I said with a wink, my grin never leaving my face as I put on the best impression of a confident, mischievous person/gorilla. "Besides, you already accepted. Would you turn your back on the promise you made?"

"Well, aren't you a schemer." The werewolf sighed, her lips arching up ever so slightly. "Alright, fine. So, how do we play?"

"Simple. Take a seat and I'll give you the rundown of how the game goes." I took a seat on the side where my fellow allied Dungeon Masters gathered after noticing the temporary ceasefire between the two groups. It looks like some of them were disqualified, and judging by the lack of blood staining the ground, I would assume that there were no deaths on the either allied and enemy side either.