Sphinx sat on the "center" bed, which consisted of four beds pushed together. He frowned at the chessboard, which was almost devoid of pieces. Most of them were lying around the board.

— Humble yourself, Sphinx. — came the voice of Tabaki. — You have to face facts.

— When I need your advice, I'll let you know in advance. — said the Sphinx, he wore only one hand prosthesis and a shabby T-shirt that left all the bindings exposed, making him look like an unfinished mannequin.