"Good work today, Shev!" Bagas punched his shoulder lightly as they walked out of the venue. "Out of seven games, you are one of only two winners today. Other than that, all the games ended up in a draw. Nice, right?" He grinned widely, knowing that this was a good start for Sheva.
"Oh? Who else gets the win besides me?" Sheva crooked one of his eyebrows slightly, knowing that the other person would probably be his biggest rival in this tournament.
"Wait a sec, let me check it…" Bagas slid through his phone quickly with narrowed eyes before finding what he was searching for. "Ah! Here it is! Mishra Abhimanyu beats Eline Roebers, the local girl, in 34 moves. You still remember him, right?" He glanced at Sheva.
"Mishra?" Sheva furrowed his brows deeply, trying to jog deeper into his memory. "The one playing in Reykjavik? The youngest ever to become a GM in history?" He asked for confirmation.
