'I guess she doesn't want to cancel the match and went for a warning.'
He understood Elisabeth's decision to warn Geoffrey. Disqualifying him before the thunderous crowd would leave a bitter taste in everyone's mouth... except his.
"Hehehe. As you can see, I'll have no shame exposing you. So, by all means, cheat as much as you want."
An annoying and provocative smirk stretching his lips, he drew his first cards, taking his time to stare intently at the pale Geoffrey between each of his movements.
'Why did he try to get the first turn? To stop me from using my field spell, of course.'
"I summon the Pontianak and use my field spell: thunder sovereign's imperial court!"
With a wave of his hand, purple lightning rumbled in the field's sky. A storm followed, uplifting the plain and blurring it from everyone's view.
Purple pillars descended, molding the soil into a sumptuous grand hall mirroring Vivian's tower.
