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Time galloped by, and in the blink of an eye, a millennium had passed.
Lotus Sacred Ground, Sacramental Mountain.
Milton Cheney and the white-robed elder sat cross-legged facing each other, with a wooden chessboard floating in mid-air between them.
On the chessboard, black and white pieces intertwined like two massive dragons in battle.
However, even a novice could see that the black pieces had little chance at this point.
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