"Do you like card games?"
Watt asked again, in response to the silence of the crowd.
"Seems like you guys are shy. Let me pick the game, then."
As he said, the cards in his hands changed. The blood red cards were replaced by a huge pack of silver cards. At the same time the wind currents changed.
Based on the type of shuffle he used the wind changed its direction. It was sharp and dangerous… every single person in the zone felt it.
At that moment, one of the nervous ones couldn't handle the pressure anymore and just jumped at Watt.
At that moment, Watt flicked one of the cards, mid-shuffle. It wasn't even aimed at the opponent, so he didn't care for it after a moment of confusion. But the card which was flying in a different direction, had a puppet intercept it.
