A Smile from the Shadow Part I

“Alright, now we’re finally in the last stretch of the duel. Summoner Pho has brilliantly shown his decisive skill at counter-magic, but it seems the number of Elves sent onto the field by Summoner Rin is slowly overwhelming him. Summoner Pho’s magic cards are looking more and more futile right now!”

The commentator’s excited voice was heard as the three men—consisting of Joke, Dani, and Artit—silently tensed up in their seats in front of the T.V. Three pairs of eyes tried to stare at the familiar figure of the woman on the screen. She seemed to slowly gain the upper hand in the battle that had been an even match up until now.

“Just like that, Rin. Using the number of your Elves to apply pressure on the board.”

Artit murmured, his hands clasped together in front of him, caught in the thrill of the match.