Indomitability.

[ Part II ]

It was a stalemate, and I was at every disadvantage. This bastard knew it, and I knew it too. His brow was free of perspiration, a stark contrast to mine. I calculated every possible plan and sub-plan within milliseconds, accounting for every possible outcome that'd ever show.
  But as Sun Tzu once said, "a wise enemy knows when to accept defeat."
So left with only one option... I hung my head solemnly in defeat, and bowed before the indomitable assistant manager to allow myself to utter those... repugnant words with even a semblance of honor.

"𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝗲'𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮𝗰 𝗔𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸, 𝘀𝗶𝗿..."

[ End ]