He wouldn't lose.
The advantage was always his.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Hungry Monkey had just taken his seat, looking at the three cards in his hand, deep in thought, when he heard his opponent speak in a calm and breezy tone.
"Stop looking at your cards, you're already doomed to lose."
"You're unlucky to have met me, this is exactly my strong suit. Let me introduce myself, I'm a 'magician,' not a very famous profession, but I've never lost at poker."
"I have many ways to win, for instance... X-ray Vision."
"Your cards are, the ace of hearts, the seven of clubs, and the nine of spades, right?"
"..."
Hungry Monkey was momentarily stunned, looking at the three cards in his hand, and with some disbelief, raised his head to look at the young man opposite him: "Can you really freaking use X-ray Vision?"
The young man certainly had the appearance of a magician.
