THE MOMENT
[Theodore Sumner has reached the Renaissance Era] The red text notification appeared in front of Winston's eyes with a small chime.
"GOD DAMNIT!" he roared at the flank of knights assembling before him. "I WAS SO CLOSE!"
"Is everything okay, your Highness?" the knight captain stepped closer to the king to check on him.
"Shut up!" King Winston growled. He pulled a node from beneath his flowing red cloak, then began tapping and swiping at it furiously.
[Good one! Again? -Teddy] purple text hovered in Winston's vision.
[More Challenging. - Wins] Winston replied to Theodore with his own Whisper while he made changes on the node. He was already setting up the next game before Teddy asked. Winston wasn't ready to give up yet. This was only their sixth game, but he was getting the hang of it. He was only a few years from reaching the Renaissance Era; he knew he could do better with a longer game.
[Renaissance too short. -Wins]
[Race you to the Space Age. - Wins] Winston sent the Whispers while trying to find the right setting. It was difficult to see because the spot that listed "Space Age" in the rules was greyed out.
[Modern is the limit. -Teddy]
[Fine. Paleo to Modern. -Wins]
[Paleo to Modern. I'm good. -Teddy]
[Good luck! - Teddy] After the purple Whisper left his sight, red system text appeared.
[King of the World: versus mode. Winston Winthorpe IV vs. Theodore Sumner. Paleo to Modern Era.] As the red text took shape, the armored knights and his castle in the distance disintegrated into white dust. After a moment, Winston was alone on a vast plain, with a starter herd of wooly mammoths visible in the sunset. [Begin!]
Winston immediately started running toward the mammoth herd. He knew exactly how to take them down and earn the trust of the tribe hunting them; he'd done it six times before.