Chapter 237: White Bishop....

In the deeper layers of the White Dungeon, a cave loomed with walls and stalagmites bathed in an eerie white glow.

Though no sunlight touched these depths, the chamber pulsed with a strange, perpetual light, casting long shadows over the figure within.

A white creature, its head slightly pointed and featureless save for two dull, reflective eyes, tilted its head in surprise.

Before it lay a chessboard, an intricate mimicry of the dungeon's layout.

Every section of the board was dotted with small, white markers representing its forces.

But now, entire segments stood disturbingly empty, the markers erased without a trace.

"Traces… disappeared…"

It pondered, white eyes narrowing as it processed the sudden loss.

The vanishing presence of its forces puzzled the creature, an anomaly that shouldn't have been possible.

It searched for explanations, its primitive mind churning over this unexpected development.