[ dextera looks pleased with himself anyway, a confident expression that suits him much better than that terrified, pleading look he was wearing when guren first walked in. he’s honestly not sure if he can win, for all that teasing he was doing—guren is better at the offensive game, even though dextera is the one who set up the situation for this in the first place.
he taps guren’s stupid fingers with the heel of the piece he picks up, shooing him off the board before he places his next move. it’s not what he would normally go for, in the endgame, but he doesn’t have much choice. ]
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[ dextera looks pleased with himself anyway, a confident expression that suits him much better than that terrified, pleading look he was wearing when guren first walked in. he’s honestly not sure if he can win, for all that teasing he was doing—guren is better at the offensive game, even though dextera is the one who set up the situation for this in the first place.
he taps guren’s stupid fingers with the heel of the piece he picks up, shooing him off the board before he places his next move. it’s not what he would normally go for, in the endgame, but he doesn’t have much choice. ]