Chel stared at the feed, dread growing in the pit of her stomach. The cameras focused on Lexx and Tairin, their conversation broadcast to the viewers. There were few observers left on the island, but the ones that were still there whispered amongst themselves.
“Guess what,” said Tairin with a smirk. “Rule change.”
And then, an announcer’s face slid into view, breaking the screen into two windows. “Master Class Dice are allowed to fight Lexx directly with two accompany dice.” The rest of what he said droned into background noise.
“That’s… that’s…” Chel stammered, running her hands up and down her arms. “That’s not fair.”
Riley sighed, dropping a hand on Chel’s shoulder, patting lightly. It was a comforting gesture, and Chel turned to look at him. He had kept close but said little. He shook his head, a scowl deepening the lines on his face.