VOLUME 1
Get ready to embark on a thrilling adventure as you join The Mystery Mavericks in their quest to uncover the truth behind puzzling cases. These sleuths will stop at nothing to unravel the secrets and solve the mysteries that lie within.
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NEIRA
PARA AKONG naubusan ng hangin sa katawan nang malaman ang resulta ng laban sa chess ni Yoda at Ethan. Hindi ko napansin na pinipigilan kong huminga habang naglalaro silang dalawa. Sa bawat galaw ng mga pyesa, ramdam ko ang tensyon na bumabalot sa paligid. Nakaupo ako sa gilid, tahimik na nanonood ngunit ang puso ko'y tila sasabog sa kaba.
I know Yoda can beat Ethan, but I still can't get rid of the nervousness in my chest because this guy is also smart. His intellect and strategic mind were evident in every move he made on the chessboard. I couldn't help but wonder, if he's this sharp in a game, how much more dangerous could he be in real life? I don't even know how he escaped from the hands of the police. It speaks volumes about his cunning and resourcefulness.
As the game progressed, my eyes darted between Yoda and Ethan. Ethan's every move seemed calculated, his face a mask of concentration and occasional frustration. Yoda, on the other hand, displayed a calm intensity, his focus unwavering. Nakikita ko ang mga pagbabago sa kanilang mga ekspresyon sa kanilang mukha, the tiny tells that revealed the internal struggle and strategic calculations happening in their minds.
Ethan's slight grimace, Yoda's almost imperceptible smile—each was a silent communication, a glimpse into the intricate dance of their thoughts.
Nang sa wakas ay idineklara ni Yoda ang "Checkmate," nakahinga ako ng maluwag na parang akong nakawala sa mahigpit na yakap na bumalot sa akin, kahit na may bahid ito ng matagal na pakiramdam ng pagkakaba. Ethan's defeat was a small victory, but the real battle was just beginning. The air was thick with the unspoken tension of what was to come next. Ethan adjusted his glasses, a habitual gesture that now seemed to carry more weight, a prelude to the truths he was about to reveal.
I watched as he reached for the tea cup, his movements deliberate and almost ritualistic. There was a gravity to the moment, a sense that we were on the precipice of uncovering something profound and potentially dangerous. His calm demeanor as he sipped the tea was a stark contrast to the chaotic swirl of thoughts and emotions within me. Each second felt drawn out, the anticipation almost unbearable.
"There's a lot you need to know," Ethan began, his voice steady but imbued with an underlying tension. His eyes, usually guarded and inscrutable, now held a flicker of urgency. It was as if the chess game had been a test, a precursor to this moment of truth-telling. I could see the conflict in his eyes, the struggle between revealing too much and withholding critical information.
I stole a glance at Yoda, whose expression remained composed, but I could sense the sharpness of his focus. I think he was absorbing every word, every nuance, ready to dissect the information and use it to our advantage.
His ability to remain calm in the face of potential danger always amazed me.
"Let's not waste any more time, cut to the chase and tell us what we need to know," Sambit ni Yoda sa kaniya. There was a quiet authority in his tone that demanded honesty.
