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Back at the Fiv and Sam betting game, both could be seen in an intense stare-down between each other, unwilling to lose an opportunity to beat—or should I say, educate the new member of their team.
Hoping to leave an elderly expression on the younger teammate, they definitely wouldn't lose such an opportunity. Sparks flew from their intense stares, and Fiv and Sam weren't ready to back down. As they both brought their fists forward and yelled in unison... Rock, Paper, Scissors.
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"Welcome, George," an elderly man spoke in an assuring and soft, deep voice as he exuded confidence in his posture and slight gestures.
Dressed in a white and brown exquisite robe adorned with mystical bear designs on its edges and sporting a short black beard with some white hairs on his face and head, giving him that elderly look.
