Heavenly Retribution. Mk.2.

[DragonMasterX]

"Blunt assumption, Adrienne" the boy stammered, "I suppose you could say I allowed you all to come, yes. But only because I was unable to foresee your heart's content with the destruction of Ignus' kingdom would wane so easily, and curiosity would eat your souls so." He seemed to sigh, and turned over to Baskerville, "You cannot destroy it. If you try to, the room will devour you, doggy." He explained, and thanks to the lack of any sarcastic tone, the warning seemed pure and honest.

The god twirled one of his fingers in air, offering three seats for the rest, while producing a small cushion for the canine. "You all wish to know my intentions, correct? Otherwise, you would not have graced me with your uninvited prescences. Very well then, you've played your roles far too well for me not to grant you such a wish." He seemed to smile again, as a large, broad table sprung from the ground, looking like a chessboard-pattern from where a lone white king emerged at its original place along with a black king on the opposite side. "Do you guys like chess?" he said, waving a hand in the direction of the chess board. Four white pawns appeared in front of the white king, and a complete army of black pieces filled the opposite side. "We can resume my 'intentions' in this game."