“You sure this deck’s alright? From what I can see, the one I helped you build before was better.”
“But that one’s hard to use,” Boom argued, his voice quiet. “It’s strong, but I kept worrying about my mana and ended up getting ambushed.”
“Then substitute some with weaker cards that have lower cost? This deck doesn’t have anything that stands out. It has too little chance of winning, and you have to prioritize lots of combos. Maybe it’ll be even harder to use than the old one.”
“No, it won’t.”
This time, it wasn’t Boom who objected. It was Joke, who finally spoke up after listening in silence for a while. The amber eyes turned to him, the hint of a smile had disappeared.