Twelve pots later,
"....."
"....."
"....."
Everyone was sweating profusely in both anxiety and anticipation. The dealer had already dealt two cards face down, and one card face up.
Quickly, everyone checked their cards to see what they were playing with. Needless to say, everyone kept their poker face on.
Since the elven woman was dealt the lowest face-up card on the table, she was required to make the first bet.
She looked at the silver-haired boy who claimed to be from the Ethereal Academy. The boy nodded and she bit her lower lip before bringing in the chips.
"Four thousand Credits."
"Call."
The old man with the beer belly went next and dropped the same amount of chips.
"Raise," the silver-haired boy decided to heat things up by raising the bet. "Eight thousand Credits."
"Call."
Somehow suppressing a mocking scoff, I called the bet and pushed eight thousand Credits worth of chips on the table.
