In the deepest, uncharted depths of an Unknown Realm, the very laws of time and space completely ceased to exist.
Two colossal figures sat opposite each other, suspended over a massive, glowing grid that stretched across the void like a celestial chessboard.
However, the pieces positioned across the glowing squares were not carved from stone or metal. They were real, living beings. Kings, Queens, Rooks, Bishops, Knights, and Pawns were all actual Beyonders, ferocious monsters, and mortal monarchs forcefully plucked from countless different universes.
They were all violently fighting, bleeding, and dying under the absolute command of these two cosmic entities.
"Knight to E4," Eragon spoke, making the surrounding galaxy clusters to tremble.
He was draped in a blinding, pure white radiance, obscuring his facial features entirely.
Down on the board, a heavily armored giant wielding a massive battleaxe let out a tortured, agonized roar.
