"Pass out? A great idea!"
The White Knight, Balderes, was the first to act on Goldrinn's suggestion. A moment later, a muffled grunt was heard:
"Urk..."
Then the horse-headed chess piece toppled over on the board, swayed twice, and vanished.
'It worked!'
The Black Soldier, Jenkins, immediately shouted as well:
"If you don't have a way to knock yourself out, concentrate your Spiritual Power and strike your own mind!"
This was undoubtedly excruciating, no less painful than snapping off your own pinky finger. It was also incredibly dangerous. One wrong move could regress your mind to that of a three-year-old.
But there were no better options at the moment.
Jenkins immediately gathered his Spiritual Power and struck himself with it.
HUMMM—
He felt as if a thousand needles were being driven into his brain, and the agony made him pass out on the spot.
The Black Soldier piece promptly toppled over on the board and vanished.
