The room was a concrete bunker buried beneath the Zurich Supercomputing Center. No windows. No spectators. Just a walnut chessboard, a brass analog clock, and a monitor displaying Shredder’s iconic splash screen: a digital tiger dissolving into a knight.
Elara smiled. She tipped her king.
"Accepted. Good game, Dr. Voss. Would you like to play again—without the preview?"
"Why did you show me?" she whispered.