An afternoon passed, and with Terry's publicity, by evening, several groups of people had already gathered around.
With only four decks, a maximum of two games could be played at the same time, and everyone who had personally tried playing was deeply engrossed in it.
Some, more eager than others, relied on their powerful memory to record the information on every card.
Then, with the fastest speed, they found someone to help create several sets of Gwent Cards and brought them to the venue.
However, after playing a few games with these decks, the participants were surprised to find that although the Gwent Cards in their hands were still interesting as ever,
to them, it felt like a normal game, captivating certainly, but it seemed to lack something special.
It was that intoxicating, forgetful, and genuinely exciting element.
"It's Spiritual Energy!"
Terry pushed up his glasses and summed up.
