He did what I told him to do.  He trusted me.  Skate, Stealth, Dash … they all fought without question. Lexx mulled over each of the battles he had fought with his own dice.  They had been short and bloody.  None of them were really a match for Lexx.  They were good for the regular game, but the Master game was on an entirely different level.

They know this could be it.  Trasik might finally have a valid plan and I have –nothing-. Lexx stared out at space and the battle he knew was coming with all its unpredictability.