"Great men can hardly command and act if they don't understand what it is they're seeing," Anatoly said, unwilling to concede so readily. "Or if they cannot appreciate or show any passion for what they're fighting for."

He trailed off as he focused on the board, planning his strategy. All of his skill would be brought to bear against Lionel. No quarter, no surrender. It was not enough to merely beat him, he had to be thoroughly demolished. It was, perhaps, the one gift he could give to Lex.

"You say your son is going to be a great man. I disagree." Anatoly lifted his head as he moved his knight and looked Lionel straight in the eye. "He already is."