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    “If I had the guts toe up here, I’m not about to back down now. King of Hearts,” Christina said, giving him a cool stare as she slowly revealed a card.


    Without hesitation, the masked man flipped one of his cards. “King of Spades.”


    A wider grin spread across his face, amusement clear in his voice. “Seems like I’ve got you beat already.” He quickly turned over a second card. “Joker.”


    Gasps rippled through the crowd, wide-eyed surprise written on every face.


    “Was expected of Epic! Even with the cards tossed in the air, he managed to snag the Joker. He’s amazing!”


    “I told you before, nobody’s managed to beat him. How could someone like that be a fake?”


    “Whoever called him an impostor must be out of their mind! That challenger never stood a chance.”


    While everyone chatted and spected, Christina kept her second card hidden. To the spectators, her hesitation only made her look more afraid, as if she knew she’d lost and couldn’t bear to show her hand.


    The masked man spoke up, his tone light but teasing. “Go on, show your second card.” It was easy to imagine the smug grin concealed behind his mask. “What’s wrong? Afraid to reveal your card? If you stay quiet, I’ll go ahead and im the win…”


    A quiet smile tugged at Christina’s lips as she nced at the masked man and then revealed her second card for everyone to see. “Not at all. You’re the one who lost.”


    Someone in the crowd nearly called out the thoroughly disguised Christina for sounding so arrogant, but their words died instantly when they caught sight of her card.


    “Holy crap! He’s holding the Ace! Now they’re tied—each with one win. Thest card is going to decide it. Whoever’s card is higher will win everything.”


    “I thought drawing a King was impressive, but this challenger managed to get an Ace! How did anyone pull that off with such speed?”


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    “When those cards went flying earlier, I could barely see where theynded, much less grab the right ones. Yet, both of them stayed so calm and knew exactly which cards to pick.”


    Whispers of amazement rippled around the room. Most people assumed Christina referred to her opponent’s defeat on the second card, not realizing she had already foreseen the masked man’s downfall.


    The masked man stiffened, clearly thrown off by the reveal. Perhaps luck had simply favored the challenger this round. With a distant look, he locked eyes with Christina. “You’re done for with thest card!” he eximed. “We’ll reveal them together, on three.”


    Christina gave a cool nod. “Go ahead and count.”


    “One! Two! Three!” The audience joined in, voices ringing out as the tension climbed.


    On three, both the masked man and Christina flipped their final cards simultaneously. Both cards showed a two: one was the Two of Spades, the other the Two of Clubs.


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