It didn't matter if the rest of the cards were gentle, harsh, confusing, or hopeful... the first and final card never changed.
The Dealer's hands were now shaking a little... he looked at the Five of Wands and the pile of Towers spread across the table.
He uttered the first thought.
"Internal chaos..." he said slowly, pointing at the Five of Wands. "Five separate wills fighting inside you..."
Then, he pointed at the Tower cards next.
"And this…" He took a breath. "This means the fight inside you doesn't stay inside... It spreads... It turns into something outside you."
"Something big... Something destructive."
He looked up at Levi, his tone and gaze were no longer playful... he was as stern and as solemn as a wise man, who spent centuries of his life sharpening his craft.
Hence... these results, he believed in them with all of his heart.
