With a hand that slightly trembled, the champion pushed his Rook forward and then, slowly, offered a draw.
By all standard logic, it was over. Elias should have tipped his King and walked into the night. But he had spent the last year obsessed with a single, dusty volume: Winning Endgame Knowledge in One Volume . He remembered page 142—the "impossible" draw.
The fluorescent lights of the tournament hall hummed, a sharp contrast to the suffocating silence at Table 4. Elias, a grandmaster in all but title, stared at the board. Across from him sat the "Iron Wall," a man who hadn't lost a game in three years.