Abraham said in a serious and deep voice:
«It is a cold war on the verge of igniting».
Then he said: «And we are in a desperate situation».
Abdullah and Clara were surprised:
«Desperate situation? We know everything and monitor them around the clock, how can we be behind?»
«Chess O Abdullah.
The pieces in the back row are strong and distinguished while the pawns are weak, but when gathered and manipulated well they will form an unfathomable defense.
Arkan and Laith are strong back-row pieces.
And with their cooperation with those colleagues of power and influence and wisdom Arkan and Laith become pawns.
Abdullah laughed: «Hahaha, I was expecting something else but you hit me with confusion in the last sentence... continue O man».
«Those individuals in the meeting are much stronger and smarter and more experienced and influential than just two newcomers... but these two newcomers are the ones who shaped the board.
By summoning stronger pieces than them which turns them into pawns in the eyes of the court and the kingdom's authority... won't this put them in greater safety while they fight with all their strength where no one notices that?
On the other hand the death of a pawn does not affect the game, if Laith and Arkan lose their turn the pressure on us will not stop and we will continue fighting the other pieces on the board.
This means that Arkan and Laith forced us not to attack them because they reduced their role to the minimum.
They control the situations in the dark, even if we know this or not we are unable to deal with them».
Clara said: «The intelligence of humans... can reach this level...»
«What will we do now?»
Abraham said: «Political corruption».
He fell silent then continued:
«There is no racism between sorcerers and charlatans in Babylon unlike the western neighbor.
Therefore we too will create our pieces that are in the forefront, but not from outside the board».
Based on this everyone realized Abraham's intention:
Bribery, threats, blackmail... pieces from inside the board... so we will wait for the battle to begin then we start arranging our pieces.
«Well done Abdullah, you clever bastard».
..........
The café of magical exchanges.
«O Laith, this is Layan the only survivor of the tragedies of the Ur farm».
Laith sighed: «Yes, I read that on the news wall».
He continued: «What will you do with her? Won't you treat her from the psychological disorders that happened to her... I read that she saw the ifrit eating her sisters and saw her father hanged».
«O Laith, you have forgotten the special lessons regarding treating psychological disorders... it is dangerous to treat children... the treatment happens instantly but also severely and suddenly... she might go mad».
Layan was silent and distracted looking at the table, Arkan called her twice until she woke up:
«Oh Arkan, what do you want?»
«Hehehe, you are very direct Layan... listen, do you want to enter the sorcerers' school? You have great talent, I can notice that, so you will be a wonderful sorceress».
Arkan was lying, there is no distinguished talent in Layan, simply she is ordinary.
«Oh hmmmmm, I think no...»
Layan fell to the ground and fainted, in a moment Arkan moved while she was on the ground and checked her heartbeat