On the third floor of the Cardmaker's Association, the midday sunlight fell on the glass curtain wall, subtly merging with the orange glow of the epic card on the magic fluorescent screen. This created numerous enchanting light halos, immersing the entire hall in a shimmering light.
At the same time, murmurs and exclamations echoed throughout the floor.
Outside the building, cheers akin to a festive celebration arose from Hutton Pedestrian Square. It was like a distant wave of sound, originating from the screens on the ground floor and crashing against the glass curtain walls. Even the people sitting in the discussion area on the third floor could clearly hear it.
Unlike the joyful atmosphere of the onlookers.
The air between Hyperion and Sofia seemed to freeze over.
Hyperion felt so oppressed that it was nearly suffocating.
When Sofia first saw the orange glow, she seemed a little speechless, as if her brain had short-circuited.
"Orange... Epic?"