He was standing at the very same place he was made to be. Not long ago, he used to be a regular chess piece, not more than a pawn. Now, he looked almost human, if not for his height.

He was wearing an armor, and even carried a sword for the defense of his fellow. As an animal in a strange environment, he looked around marvelled, but also a bit worried, since the things that were around him, that eerily reminded him of his role, were still just wooden pieces.

Even his Queen, to whom he had pled complete royalty, was not more than a figure only slightly taller than him.