The more rounds that were completed, the more opportunities there were for both spectators and participants to earn money.
As in any other case, the most important thing was to win, preferably several times in a row, and not to give in to greed, which was quite difficult to do in gambling.
"Nice to meet you," the man said, extending his hand for a handshake. "My name is Ragon."
Garet nodded, and as soon as their hands touched, Ragon grinned, squeezing Garet's hand as hard as he could.
The unpleasant pressure quickly turned into pain, but Garet was not going to give up, trying to overcome Ragon's grip with his own.
Their veins bulged and their forearm muscles tensed, but Garet had no chance against such an experienced fighter as Ragon.
Gritting his teeth, Garet held on with all his might to keep from screaming in pain when...
"Alright!" Ragon exclaimed, releasing his grip. "Let's place our bets. Let's not waste any more time!"
