The Wild Card Story

"Ah, our new victims." 

One of the players chuckled and got seated right in front of the hole, as if he didn't fear falling down thousands of meters to the abyss.

Ambrose and Moriarty shared glances and laughed at their opponent's foolish confidence.

"Ah, was it that funny?" The player chuckled. "I am afraid neither of you will be laughing soon after."

"I don't get where your confidence comes from." Ambrose said. "Because you defeated some nobodies easily? So what. You have no clue what we're capable of doing, so I suggest you lower down the foolish confidence."

"Thank you for the advice." The player said sarcastically, "My name's Godfraud, and my friend here is named Deimos. Have you heard of us?"

Ambrose shook his head, as those names didn't ring any bells.

"I have." Moriarty spoke up, his voice dripping with amusement. "You two are quite infamous."

"Haha." Godfraud laughed dryly, "That we are. Now, are you afraid?"