"Now that our boy Magnus is gone, the game should be over, right?" Anish sighed regretfully. "It is a pity, but our princess is always delicate, so we cannot help it…" The faux concern he showed wasn't enough to hide the wide smile on his face, as it was clear that the man was mocking Magnus here.
"Anish, you horrible, horrible man." Levon started to set the board again while he was trying to hold back his laughter. "If not for your fake concern, Magnus will never be that embarrassed to stay here, you know?"
"Hey, it's not my fault! Who would've thought that he would make such a stupid blunder like that!" Anish defended himself.
Seeing the two veterans bickering back and forth like this, Sheva was quite dumbfounded. Honestly, he had never thought that everyone's relationship would be this good, as chess itself was an individual sport. He imagined them to be civil to each other, but it was hard to believe that competitors could be this friendly outside of the board.
