‘So, Sechul Lath casts the die, and Errastas nudges the last tip – the game is rigged, friend.’ ‘Just the way they like it, yes.’ ‘Will you still play?’ Silchas looked thoughtful, and then he sighed. ‘They consider themselves masters at cheating. But then, I think this will be the first time that they sit at a table with mortal humans facing them. Cheating? When it comes to that, the Elder Gods are as children compared to humans. Since the time of my return, this much at least I have learned.’
