I am still suffering from eye strain and working on fixing it. It was better, then yesterday I overdid it. *sigh* :/ This means I shouldn't sit at the computer for long stretches of time... which means the likelihood of me getting an update done for next week is really low. HOWEVER, the update IS penciled along with the next ones. AND I want to get them one... so until then, I'm working up more pencils. - Tiff
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.