Capítulo 984: Chapter 46: The Hanged Man

Tarot Cards were arranged in an arc on the wide tabletop, their intricate lines interlinked, causing dizziness.

The Gypsy witch sat up straight, her fingertips gently sliding over different cards, but still couldn't decide which one to pick. Her indecisiveness increasingly tested the patience of the observer by her side.

"I just need a bit of good fortune. Just pick one and spout some nonsense; does it need to be this complicated?" Korma stared helplessly at the actions of the Gypsy witch.

"Divination is a mage playing the strings of destiny," Elena's voice was hollow, like mist floating in the night, elusive and unfathomable: "Bewitching and melodious, yet one must also be cautious not to cut their hands."

Korma's head fell onto the table.

"Ugh," she buried her head in her arms, moaning in pain: "This is why I've never scored high in my Divination Class exams... I can never be as mystifying as you."