your nerves filled with excitement, legs shaking. you were finally going to win...! then you pulled a poison card, killing off your last organ.

"looks like i won again." he says with a humble smile.

yeah, he did. that's his 83rd win out of the 83 games you guys played so far.

you guys played poker, blackjack, guts, bs, and now organ attack. what frustrated you even more was how he would explain how he won every single round with the most insane methods.

"are you alright?" fyodor asked with a grin, furrowing his eyebrows.