Coradel picks up her other knight, holds it in her fingers a moment, then sets it in line ahead of its rook. "And he is a troll. Not traditionally known for being helpless." A frown as she looks at him.
"He's not." August vouchsafes. "I know he's been working out, drilling, and we've sparred a little bit together. I have to assume something underhanded, if he was captured." August moves a the queen's bishop's pawn forward.
Her knight moves up, threatening a group of pawns before it. "And...you would not likely fall to something underhanded, is what you're saying?"
August studies the board, determining if any pawn can take the knight, or if it would be better to move a pawn out of danger. "Well." As he thinks. "I would hope not. Forewarned is forearmed. Speaking of which, I do keep my blade with me, even in the mundane world."