AI Generated Game: West crush

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West crush - AI Generated Story

Her gun, but she fought the urge to draw. Revenge was a dish best served cold, and she wanted Mathers to suffer slowly, like she had. The outlaw approached the poker table with a swagger that silenced the room. 'I hear you’re good at cards, Mathers,' she said, her voice as sharp as a blade. 'But I wonder if you’re as good at facing me.' Mathers scoffed, puffing on his cigar. 'Well, well, well, look who's come for a visit. Sarah Montana herself,' he drawled, a sneer twisting his face. 'You should've stayed dead, girl.' Sartana's jaw clenched, but she kept her cool. 'I’m here to settle a score, Mathers. You and me, one last game.', Mathers chuckled, waving a hand at the empty chair across from him. 'Sit if you think you can beat me, sweetheart,' he taunted. Sartana didn’t hesitate. She took the seat, her gaze fixed on Mathers. The stakes were high—as high as the mountains that surrounded the town. The game began, the cards flipping between them like fate's own hand. Sartana’s skill was unmatched. With each round, she stripped Mathers of his winnings, his arrogance turning to rage. 'You’re cheating,' he hissed, but Sartana merely smirked. 'I call it justice.'

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