"I'll give you the best I can, but you might think I'm still trying to be weak anyway." Sam laughed, expecting to be beaten instantly. However, as he leaned forward and braced his arm against Amuns, he was surprised to find that he actually didn't struggle to keep his own in the match. Actually, as it went on and he genuinely put more strength into his efforts, he saw their hands begin to tilt in his favour.
A confused laugh leaving him, Sam continued to push, finding that he could keep going, effort in his face as he forced Amun's hand down. It was not easy, but it was achievable, if he tried. "You're letting me win." He protested, as Amun's hand began to approach the table.
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I'm basing this off their strength stats: Amun 20, Sam 27
A confused laugh leaving him, Sam continued to push, finding that he could keep going, effort in his face as he forced Amun's hand down. It was not easy, but it was achievable, if he tried. "You're letting me win." He protested, as Amun's hand began to approach the table.
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I'm basing this off their strength stats: Amun 20, Sam 27
SAMUEL
I somehow still lost
I somehow always do
I somehow always do
