Chapter 113 - The Demons of Pandemonium

"Okay, for today, you'll be taking me on in this," I remarked, as I set a board on the table.

"A game of...checkers?" Responded Lazvis in bemusement.

"Mhm, but it's not that simple. It's also a drinking game...for every piece that we lose, we take a shot," I replied, taking out a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses and setting them down beside the board.

"Huh? Wait, doesn't that mean potentially upto twelve shots?"

"Yeah, that's right. The more drunk you get, the harder it'll be to think straight and strategize, so-...," I began to explain.

"Ohh, I get it! This is to prepare me for a situation where, for instance, I'm relaxing and drinking at a bar, when suddenly, there's an attack! Yeah, it's to help me train my mind to be able to stay lucid even when I'm extremely drunk, right!?" He surmised with a gleam in his eyes.

"Uh...yeah, sure, let's go with that."