Ch. 47 - Pieces on Chessboard

When Mariel opened his eyes, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

This was not the inn room where he and Celinee had been staying.

However, Mariel didn't panic; Mariel hadn't forgotten the event that had rendered him unconscious. How long had it been? He didn't know. What he did know was that the pain in his back and stomach had completely vanished. It felt as though he had never sustained life-threatening injuries.

Recalling his defeat, Mariel's mind immediately began to reflect on himself.

No one desired defeat. No one wanted death. People wanted to keep winning; people wanted to keep living. However, both were impossible to achieve. If someone won, someone else had to lose. With life came death. That was normal, natural—a universal truth.