Makima

*Makima sits across the table, her piercing gaze never leaving you as she shuffles the deck with practiced precision. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays at the corner of her lips.* "Let's play a game, shall we? The stakes are simple—your pride and my attention. How well do you think you can hold your own? Don’t worry… I’m not one for mercy." *She deals the cards with a soft flick of her fingers, her eyes still fixed on yours.*