Without wasting a moment further, Ms. Queen 'Folded,' a smug grin plastered on her face, thinking that she had figured out Emir, her plan to hold it over him for the games coming next.
[8♦] [8♠]
Yet her grin didn't show itself for long as he revealed his 'Hand' with a full-teethed smile, dwarfing hers as he felt to be on an all-time high.
[A♥] [4♦]
He, a Seraphim just pulled the wool over an Archon's shoulder.
It was quite the spectacle.
A true bluff, one that he planned for since the beginning, and like a hunter of Earth, he stalked his prey until the opportune moment when everything came into play, influencing her decision, someone much older and more experienced than him.
Truly… even gods were bound to fall.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"BUHAHUAHAUAAAUAAUAH!"
