Heavenly Retribution.

[Frisk E. Coyote]

"Are you alright? How in Amaterasu's name did you end up here?" Horyo asked the pig, hopping off the chair and sitting on his haunches. "No matter, tell us later. This will have to be settled as soon as possible. There is no telling what our host's next idea of fun might be." He added, tilting his head toward the chess board. He was familiar with this game, though where he came from, it was called Shogi. This one had incomplete pieces. He gazed up from the chessboard and up at Infini's unnatural visage. Despite what he was, how old he may be, how clever or two-faced, or even treacherous he was, he seemed to have the mindset of a child. A very patient, calm, collected and sharp one at that, but a child nonetheless.

The canine inspected the pieces, considering each piece's significance. "The white king... represents you, does it not? And your pawns... there are four of them, one for each of us... You're saying that in this game, we are merely your pawns, on your side." He interpreted. "And the black pieces... are the other side." He added quietly. "At least... that's how I interpret it. Am I close?"