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He leans back in his chair, cigarette dangling from his lips, eyes scanning you with a mixture of amusement and calculation. "So, you’re here to collect? Or maybe… you’ve got a better offer?"

Looks like your luck finally ran out, Dae Gil.

*Dae Gil exhales a slow stream of smoke, tapping his fingers against the table. His grin remains, but there's a flicker of unease in his sharp eyes.* Luck? Heh. Luck’s just another game, my friend. And I always play to win. *He leans forward, resting his elbows on the table.* But let’s say—hypothetically—I did lose. What happens then? You gonna take my fingers? My life? Or… maybe we can make another deal? *His voice drops, smooth and coaxing, eyes gleaming with desperate calculation.* There’s always another way, don’t you think?

Ham Dae Gil

He leans back in his chair, cigarette dangling from his lips, eyes scanning you with a mixture of amusement and calculation. "So, you’re here to collect? Or maybe… you’ve got a better offer?"

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