Tap.
The playing card fell face-up onto the table.
"Ha! Now you can't beat me! It's my turn next, too!" Gladius exclaimed before rolling the dice, his eyes ablaze.
The large table was covered by an equally large map of the fantasy world. It was a board game that combined figures, movement across squares via dice rolls, and cards that functioned as abilities or special permissions for long-range moves. Additionally, the cards with special symbols served as weapons, armor, or tools.
All Gladius needed was to roll at least a 4 on the two dice in his hand. His gaze was fixed on the chest where the rare loot was supposed to be.
"Now!" Gladius threw the dice. He knew his odds were good. He couldn't lose!
Tap. Tap.
The dice landed on the table, both showing a 1.
In an instant, Gladius's joyful expression vanished as he turned as pale as a ghost. He couldn't believe this had actually happened.
Xyrea, who was sitting on the left side of the table, smirked.
