Master Tronic said. John couldn’t tell if he was angry, upset, or just bewildered. “After everything else that’s happened, the winner wants to give up his victory! Headmaster, what are we supposed to do now?” “I suggest you refer to the Examiners,” Lorem said, with the hint of a smile. “They know the rules better than any of us.” “Very well,” Master Tronic said slowly, as if the idea made his circuits crawl. “Could I please have an Examiner on stage?” Immediately, a panel slid open in a side wall, revealing a waiting Examiner. It glided up onto the stage, humming softly. Kaal stood his ground as it glowered at him. “A CHAMPIONSHIP VICTORY IS NON-TRANSFERABLE,” it said coldly. “That settles that, then,” Master Tronic said. “Now maybe we can—” “HOWEVER,” the Examiner continued, “ACCORDING TO COMPETITION RULES SECTION EIGHTEEN POINT THREE, SUBSECTION DELTA BLUE, A CHAMPIONSHIP VICTORY...
