CHAPTER 83 - TMI

Lyra Killian gestured to gleaming wooden boxes with carved lettering and intricate patterns on the outside. "I recognize Buntae and Ondek. I've played those as a pup when I was at school." My mind flashed to a memory of me helping Blake set up the games. I felt a surge of anger at the thought of ever caring for him. The emotion drifted away as I said, "I was pretty good at those, won most of my matches. But what's that last one?" I pointed to the unfamiliar game. "That's Lycaneer. It's a game that tests your ability to adapt and make decisions under pressure. I have it on good authority that one or more of these games will be used during the next Luna Trials. In what capacity… I don't know." "I know the others well." 'Enough', I added silently. Killian set his empty mug on the table and rose to retrieve the game. "Then we'll focus on the one that you don't." "How do you play Lycaneer?" I asked, leaning forward to examine the game pieces he shook out from the contents of the b