The black queen stared at her work. She marveled at the robot-shaped pawn in her laboratory. All those hard work days had finally paid off. The black kingdom could have an immortal army!

”My lady, are you ready? The ceremony is about to begin.” Ah, right, the ceremony. Every year there was a party for the black kingdom and its scientists. They would all show off their creations. Whom ever had the most liked or useful would win money and fame. The queen herself decided to join this year. If her robots were perfect, their army would be indestructible! Her round ears twitched with excitement! She was sure to win.

Just as long as there were no party crashers from the white kingdom, she would be good. There were always a few who cam eto destroy the scientific progress of the black kingdom. It truly disgusted Katrielle.