"Wait, wait! Let us finish this hand. These brats played it dirty with this demonic game!"
He clutched an as and a king of diamonds in his hand, eyes narrowed on the flop.
Eight dwarves sat with him, their chuckles grating at his ears.
'Laugh all you want. I refuse to believe I'll lose again with this hand.'
Even if he didn't hit any cards yet, the board offered him many options. An ace or a king would give him the highest possible pair, while a queen would give him a straight.
Under the werewolf's widening eyes, he slammed a gold coin on the table.
"I open with a gold coin. Fold if you care for your money!"
"Call."
"Let me see your bluff."
Six folded, and two threw a shiny coin to match his bet. An additional dwarf burned a card and placed the turn, a six of diamond.
'No way I'll lose now. A king, an ace, a queen or any diamond, and I'll finally make them shut up.'
His eyes sparkled, and his soul surged with the desire to win as Soma's forehead's veins throbbed in anger.
