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The warlords rolled their marbles in their hands. They were seemingly enjoying this game.

Unfortunately for Adam and the First Sister, there was nothing enjoyable for them. If they lost, they would die while warlords still had many lives to spare.

"Alright, let's continue with the next round." Adelram said with a whistle and rolled his marble to the center of the table.

The rest did the same.

All the marbles clashed in the middle of the table.

"11," Adelram called out.

"8," Kol said.

"13," Gabriel said.

"5," the First Sister sighed.

"11," Adam narrowed his eyes.

"My turn again!" Gabriel laughed and again looked straight at Adam. "I'll crush you!"

'This is bad!' The First Sister thought with a pale face. 'Adam must use his skip now!'

'What to do…' Adam took his marble, and rolled it in his hand. 'Skip or no…'

Anyone sensible would use the skip right now.