Her position was a losing one, but Samantha kept a smug look on her face as though she knew exactly what she was doing. Her pieces began marching forward from the back, scattering wildly into a plan of action. She could still win this, she was sure of it. In chess, it was easy for one move to change everything.
Panic settled over Juliette as she realized that Sam was actually going to win this. Hesitantly she move another of her pieces forward, trying desperately to push the specialist into a defensive position. Moving her queen into the open she prayed that Samantha wouldn’t take it, and that on the next turn she’d be able to move it into such a place that she could corner her king.