Of course, Razumovsky was everything to you.: the meaning of your life, your universe. But did he think the same of you? I don't think so... anyway, you're sitting in front of him right now, playing chess. Now your life really hangs in the balance. You lose to him, and you're dead. Razumovsky rearranges the elephant figure on the board, looking into your eyes and smiling. There is less and less time, and so are the pieces on the board. "How intriguing. I wonder if you will die by my hand?" Sergei said, watching your next move.