"No way." Sigrid whispered. "It can't be."
But the centaur crossed the finish line first, and suddenly everyone was congratulating her.
"Let's go, Commander! You did it!"
"How did she win again?!"
"Just how good is her luck?!"
Sigrid stared at the coins multiplying in her hands.
"What's going on here?"
Luca leaned in. "You probably have Lady Luck on your side, Sigrid. Bet even more. See how much you win."
She tried to resist. But it was useless.
"I...I guess I have to. I want to spend it all, after all."
She placed her entire stack on another centaur.
And shockingly she won again.
"What—no way she won again?!"
And again.
"You're joking?! My eyes are playing tricks on me!"
And again.
"What tomfoolery is going on here!"
With every race, the crowd grew more hysterical.
"WHAT IS THIS BLACK MAGIC?!"
"THIS IS SOME BULLSHIT!"
"WHY IS FORTUNE FAVORING HER?!"
"IS MAVIS CHEATING?!"
