The Mad Marbles

"We'll need one more." Ramon said with a smirk while rolling the marbles in his hand. "This game is better with four."

"It is something we found in here, the common room." Hannibal said it with a grin. "It's called The Mad Marbles. It is a crazy one, winning over any dull real life games."

"Well then, let's try to find another player, then explain the rules." Adam said.

He knew a lot about this game. It was something mercenaries played all the time during their missions and during some late night gatherings. It was fun and competitive, and it always kept everyone on their toes.

"Hmm, who should be an exciting participant?" Ramon looked around the common room with a watchful eye. "I don't want some spineless coward; that's boring."

At that moment, a voice came.

"Adam, you've returned." Donald stepped into the common room, and Ramon's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Donald, a man I was looking for, keke." Ramon laughed heartily.