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“Hey! Get me outta here!” someone yelled. Riure stiffened. The voice was muted, but it sounded like the person who had stayed to die with her and Gavril and the others. What was his name?

“Oh, too bad,” Lord Castle said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. It was different this time – higher-pitched with a clean-cut accent Riure didn’t recognize. “Well, here is the trial for you all. Win the game or the soldier gets it.”

What was that supposed to mean? What game?

“They don’t even know how to play!” Frustration edged the soldier’s muted voice. Was he trapped?

“Well, that’s too bad,” Lord Castle repeated. “China moves first.”

China? What was going on?

“Hey, can you hear me!” the soldier shouted. “Hey! You gotta help me with this one!”

Riure followed the sound of his voice and suddenly found her feet knocked out from beneath her. A small cry slipped out of her mouth as she fell, but something was beneath her and stayed her fall. A chair? She cautiously reached out, her fingers brushing against what felt like a table. Sadiq’s breath warmed her left wrist.

“Do you know what to do, Zanar?” Riure asked, alarm creeping into her heart. What would happen if they lost against whatever this China thing was?

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