In Sky Zephyr City, two figures played a board game with continuous moving pieces. It was the young woman and an old man from beyond, their looks and auras were rather ordinary.
"Why do you think he'll come?" The young woman asked as she shifted a piece with her delicate fingers, her brows furrowed as she contemplated her next move. When the piece landed, the old man shook his head.
"I just do," the old man answered as he showed no mercy, shifting his piece and ending the game, "Checkmate."
"..." The young woman gawked in silence, inspecting the board for a solid minute before sighing to herself. Her eyes flitted with a bitter light as she glanced at the old man. She said with dissatisfaction and a pout, "If he comes, he's an idiot."