The Winner (before battle)

Uh… Who might you all be…?

<Rodya, how did it go?!>

I see that you've made some new friends in the meantime, Rodya.

Sonya laid his hand of cards open on the table.

The game is over.

You win, Rodion. I have no objections.

He then walked out the door and didn't return.

Once he disappeared, a sudden, deafeningly hollow clap filled the room.

Haha, caramba… Thanks for the spectacular game, but…

... I'm not as cool as Sonya.

Since you brought your friends, why don't I introduce some of mine as well?

…Y'know, uh, I'm pretty sure I heard one of your guys say that gambling is an activity done purely for fun or something.

Mhm, exactly. Isn't this more fun than caving right away?

You were gonna force your way downstairs regardless of who won the game, weren't you?

Pfh. Think about it. Why would I give up on the Golden Bough 'cause a round or three of some game said so, when I have the strength and the manpower to seize it?

Aight, then. I'm actually glad you're a rebel.

I was starting to get bored with all this sitting around and chatting.