“Everyone has finished picking cards, right? Now I’m going to start drawing your opponents for the matches.”
Almost half an hour later, Madame Fon spoke again. When she had finished getting some rest after the long trip and drinking a cool drink to refresh, her customers seemed to have gone through the drafting stage already. Those twenty summoners, who had just wracked their brains picking cards for their decks in the tournament, had different kinds of expressions.
Some had a frown, as it seemed like they could not get the card they wished for.
Some were smiling, due to the goddess of luck shining her light upon them.
Still, Joke had the same emotionless face that no one could discern any thoughts from it. His lips which were drawn tight into a thin line finally moved, letting out a soft exhale after he had used the little amount of knowledge he had about AOS to build an emergency deck. In front of him lay the finished fifty-card deck for this tournament.