Battle Royale! Game Complete!

Originally posted on MSPA by Mystify.

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This pattern of play continued for a few hands, bringing Itzal slowly down to 80%. Itzal thought hard. The highest hand was a royal flush. Even if, by whatever quirk of probability, Whit had a royal flush, it would not stop it from getting an equivalent hand in another suit. Itzal started searching through the deck, assembling its hand. It tried Spades, but couldn't seem to find the Ace. It then tried clubs. Same thing. No luck in hearts or diamonds either. Which must mean Whit had all the Aces. The fool really was lucky. Itzal rearranged its hand to be K-9 diamonds "All in."
Whit smiled with glee and matched the bet, putting his trust in luck.
Itzal laid down its hand, revealing its K-9 Flush.
"An excellent hand, I admit. " Whit said, slightly nervous, but still confident in luck." But not the best."
"No, Its not."
Whit pulled the dagger out of the cards and triumphantly turned his hand over. The look on his face when he saw his 4 aces with a king kicker was priceless.
"Its better than that hand though." Life began to rush back into Itzal, and it visibly sat up straighter. The energy sent visible ripples undulating across his skin.
Whit let out a cry of pain as his health dropped to 40%, bending over from the agony. Losing nearly a lifetime's worth of energy was the most excruciating thin he had ever experienced. He looked at his shaking hands, and saw that they had become wrinkled and bent. Whit cursed under his breathe.