"It's your turn now, Rudy Ross," the dealer said calmly.
"I know."
Rudy was once again blindfolded by the staff.
'Hmm~ Let's see. There are a total of fifty pairs. I only remember 42 of them, out of which Leo flipped four of them. So I now have 38 pairs to flip, but Leo and I both got one wrong, so discarding that, I only know 36 pairs. Alright, I know what to do.'
One by one, Rudy flipped the cards in pairs and got them right. The colosseum was dead silent as Rudy flipped the cards. Even the other matches in the colosseum were stopped because of how intense Rudy and Leo's match seemed.
FLIP! FLIP!
The card flipping sound rang and echoed around.
With every correct pair, the expression on the spectators' faces changed. And just like that, Rudy flipped thirty-five pairs right and got the thirty-sixth pair wrong on purpose.
"Whoo!"
"Let's go!"
"That was amazing!"
"I need that kind of memory!"
Even the ones who booed earlier had started celebrating Rudy's feat.
