Heavenly Retribution. Mk.2.

[Frisk E. Coyote]

"Oh. Okay." Baskerville replied simply, accepting the young god's statement without the slightest bit of suspicion or doubt. The phantom canine noticed the cushion and circled it twice before sitting down on it contently. He paid attention to the chessboard with great interest. He was familiar with chess. He used to sit and watch his former master teach his son how to play, and then have matches with each other later on. Baskerville knew what each chess piece was and what they did at the very least. "There are four white pieces... do they represent us, Infini?" He asked curiously. "If they do, may I ask who the black and white kings are?"