That single sentence was the only line in the projection.
After Quiet Mountain Deceitful Bloom spoke, the image vanished.
The players stood in silence for a few seconds. Then, as if struck by the same thought, they all reached for the tiles and began shuffling at high speed.
"Next round, loser swaps out," Kessa declared.
Fury Prayer handed Nivalis a bag of gemstones. The pouch hung open, overflowing with Fireglint gems that flashed brilliantly in the light. "Selling your seat?"
Nivalis immediately dropped her tiles and hugged the bag. "It's yours."
Rita clicked her tongue. "Am I that poor to you?"
Nivalis glanced at her several times before finally blurting out, "Do you know how many times Snow Pile beat me for selling dragon dung?"
The three players at the table, including Kessa who was waiting beside Maple Syrup, all looked over. Their expressions mixed shock and faint disdain.
