Happy Life
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Amos wiped the sweat from his forehead and, with a crooked smile, got up from the table.
"Well, it seems luck isn't on my side today. I'm out. All the best," he said to the players.
"Pfft, typical Elizea."
After calming down a bit and having a drink or two, he decided to play another round of cards. This time, he took two hundred red chips and placed another bet of 20.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
