Chapter 311: Rule Of Ten II

Chapter 311: Rule Of Ten II



The rest didn't notice his reaction, not only due to the 'Fog,' but also because Mr. Board dealt the 'Flop,' which took their attention.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

[Q] [104] [5]

"Sar Phalaki, known as the Last Wish, serves as the abode of Astrals, diviners of stars. Guided by the Oracle 'Themselves,' it harbors the Fortunate Ones, the Wheel's blessed, alongside those ensnared by the cursed corruption element, such as Ms. Queen. Those who traverse its hallowed grounds tread the fine line between destiny and damnation."

Mr. King 'checked,' not yet seeing what he wanted.

Ms. Queen now had a strong 'Flush Draw,' four Spades, with only one more needed at the 'Turn' or 'River,' so she asserted her 'Hand's' dominance by 'Raising,' increasing her bet to a total of fifty Valora.

Emir folded after a long moment of thought, his fingers tapping his chin. The bet was too high, and the 'Community Cards' showed no promise.

Ms. Knight now had a pair of Queens on the board, giving her a good chance of winning, but she still hesitated before matching the bet, a result of Ms. Queen's actions. She hoped to improve her 'Hand' on the 'Turn' or 'River.'

Mr. King took a moment when it was his turn to call or fold. Calling the bet with his hand was viable-a pair of ten, a decent kicker-but he wasn't in an incredibly strong position.

"I fold."

Ms. Queen 'Raised' once again, increasing her bet to a hundred and ten, all in, for she knew her 'Hand' was a winner.

Ms. Knight wasn't as quick to 'Call' as last time. She held off, pausing for many seconds, staring at Ms. Queen, her mind filled with thoughts of probabilities. Yet it didn't take long for her to make a decision.

Her hand reached forward, nearing her cards...

"Last but certainly not least are the Cember-i On. Once they united the ten clans beneath their banner, yet such unity eludes them now, not due to incapacity, but because only nine endure. Thus, their appellation, Circle of Ten, resonates with irony. Nonetheless, these people operate under a structure where eight leaders serve under one, each hailing from a different clan. It wasn't an act of betrayal, but a deliberate choice made by all, as they deemed it imperative to unite against the Order and other Galactic Federations. Though now fractured still, the ember of unity continues to smolder, awaiting rekindling by one courageous enough to strike the match."

Her fingers skipped over them as she took a chip and threw it into the 'Pot.'

"Call."

She decided to play, trusting her luck, even against a woman from the Last Wish, Celestials, who were known to be incredibly lucky, blessed by the Wheel of Fortune or not, simply absorbing the leftovers from those they frequent.

But she soon found out that her decision was a bad one, and Mr. Board was the elf who delivered the news:

"Wrong call, Ms. Queen wins."

And just as those words registered in her mind...

"SHOW ME YOUR HAAAAAAAAND, YE MANEATER!" Mayhem ensued.