After training all night, he returned to the arena for the fifth day of qualifications.
Thadeus welcomed him warmly before he shoved his hand into the drawing box, retrieving a gem encased with a number.
The old teacher pointed to the correct desk, his encouraging words warming his heart as he departed.
A moment later, he took position and retrieved his deck, frowning at the menacing magma elemental he got from Carl.
With the Banshee Queen, the monster burdened his deck so much that he dreaded drawing it. Its effect wouldn't help either since it focused on fiery creatures. Therefore, he grimaced, replacing it with an ant chimaera.
He placed the deck on the slot, a pensive glint in his eyes as he waited for his adversary's arrival.
Even after four days of intense competition, he failed to draw a particular card, as if it avoided him on purpose.
'Bah. I don't really need it for now. However, during the final rounds...'
