"Is there something you are not satisfied with?"
"How do we know the winner and loser of the gamble?"
His eyes widened and he burst our laughing.
"Of course, that we will speak of now."
"If the conditions d-don't meet what I want. I will d- decline the offer."
"Sure. So, I will give you three challenges and if you win two, you have won the gamble. If you don't I win. Pretty simple, right?"
"T-that doesn't sound like a good d-deal."
"Oh, do you care about losing your soul?"
"N-no, not really."
"See, so it doesn't matter who wins."
I swallowed. Am I really not afraid of being stripped my soul? The answer remained the same, I wasn't afraid of it. I thought it couldn't be possible.
"Will you gamble with the devil or will you bleed out her?"
He offered his hand and though I had doubt about this gamble, I still took his hands.
He stood up.
"Now, come with me."