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“You’d better make it at least as far as I do… I still have to get you back for those glasses.”, Alva answered the boy’s unsure statement with an encouraging one and a smile. The glasses were just water under the bridge to him now, and he wasn’t going to give someone so apologetic and seemingly timid a hard time. When he started to apologize, Alva simply shook his head. “I was just teasing, really, I have a spare.”, he reached into a pocket inside his coat and pulled out a second pair that looked just like the first, barring the fact that this one wasn’t smashed beyond repair.
“My name’s Alva. Really, you don’t need to replace anything.”, the boy shook his head, and didn’t take the paper. “They’re cheap enough to replace anyway, not prescription. If you want to make it up to me, just do well in the tournament. Good luck, Ok?”, he re-stated, giving Jack a thumbs up, before walking away to the counter to get himself registered.
The time for his first duel came around, and who should he be facing but the boy who’d bumped into him previously, Jack. While it appeared Jack had been a participant in the first round, This was technically Alva’s first… something about a by-round, whatever that might be. Still, he was pleased that he got a chance to duel the boy… after all, this was how he’d repay him, right? A riveting duel. Alva gave him a smile, and held his hand out to shake. “So we get the opportunity to duel! Lucky us, huh?”, he remarked, then took a seat, getting his deck shuffled and prepared for their upcoming match.
Jack just weakly smiled back as he shook Alva’s hand. He had won his first round, though that didn’t really do much to bolster his confidence. A year or two without playing and then entering a tournament wasn’t really something he put high hopes in. Jack sat down opposite to Alva and placed his cards on the table.
“Yeah, lucky us. I just hope I’m not going to get beaten black and blue as payback here.” Jack was really only joking, though he did suspect that, just maybe, there were some small bits of anger that were going to come back to haunt him here. “If you’re ready, would you like to go first?”
“Don’t mind if I do!” Alva replied, then drew his opening hand. From the moment he saw his opening hand, a plan formed. The first turn he would set up, and from there, he would work his way to victory. Using “pre-preparation of rites” he set his hand up to summon his trusted Doriado when the time was right, then used his Rogue of Endymion to set a spell he’d use later in combination with Doriado. He then played a face-down, and “Magician’s Left Hand” to prevent pesky traps from tripping him up later, and ended his turn.
“Alright, let’s see…” Jack’s hand wasn’t ideal to him, but, with any luck he thought it should be enough. First he summoned Shadowknight Archfiend and set two cards. “I’ll have Shadowknight Archfiend attack your monster. Though, the damage you take is halved because of Shadowknight’s effect.” The Rogue of Endymion was destroyed easily enough. Now Jack just had to hope that whatever came next wasn’t enough to deal with his Archfiend.
The loss of his Rogue wasn’t all that surprising, all things considered, its attack points weren’t the highest, but it had served him well in helping set up the board. All he had to do now was draw one monster… any monster, and his plan would begin to unfold. Thankfully, he did just that. He drew Aussa’s familiar, and used it as a tribute for his Doriado after destroying one of Jack’s face down cards and activating the card Rogue of Endymion had sacrificed himself to put on the field… “Possessed Awakening”. With this card, after he summoned the Elemental Mistress Doriado, it would gain 300 attack for each attribute of monster on his field. Under normal circumstances, a measly 300 attack boost wouldn’t help much against a powerful monster with 2000 attack, but Doriado’s special ability allowed it to be five elements at once! That meant that its 1200 attack became 2700, more than enough to destroy Jack’s fiend… it was all downhill from here, Alva had set up his board uncontested, and he’d only gain more momentum from here.
Jack’s turn began and the card he drew would do little to stop the powerful ritual monster on Alva’s field. He could beat it, with a few specific cards he needed to draw. But, if things went more in Alva’s favour from here, the duel was practically already over. He just had to set another Shadowknight, way weaker in its defence than its offence and certainly no match for Doriado and hope that whatever came next turn would go better for him than the past one. A small smile was already tugging at his lips, Jack didn’t think he’d make it past the first round, so as far as he was concerned he had already surpassed expectations despite the almost assured loss here.
Another turn came, and he pulled another Rogue. A monster that once had a paltry 1500 attack now rose to a frightening 3000 with the aid of Doriado and his awakening spell. With only a face-down card on his opponent’s field, it seemed he’d just have to cut through Jack’s defenses and win. And so he did. The turn after was another face-down card on Jack’s field to remove before damaging his life points, and the final turn for Jack saw him play… nothing? He wondered if his opponent had managed to pull a poor hand, but to have mercy now and not finish things would embarrass his fellow duelist. He finished the duel with an attack from his signature card, “Elemental Mistress Doriado”, and just like that, the duel was over. “Thank you for the game.”, Alva said, holding out his hand to shake Jack’s with a friendly smile on his face. Despite the merciless dueling, his face hadn’t betrayed even a single shred of animosity for the events that had transpired before the duel… it was nothing personal, just another fun duel to him.
“You’re very welcome.” Jack chuckled a little while he picked up the cards on the table. All things considered, he did quite well and he was actually pretty happy with how things had gone, even if the duel ended in a very decisive defeat on his side, “I’d say that I wish you luck for the next duels but, honestly, I don’t think you’ll need it. You’re pretty good.”
Alva began to clean up too, reforming his deck, and slipping it back into the shimmering, rainbow-y box he always stored his cards in before slipping it into the quite contrasting black coat he wore. “Ah, thanks.”, Alva replied with an embarrassed chuckle. “Though I think it could have gone the other way if we’d both drawn different hands… something tells me I got pretty lucky there.”, he stated, before rising from the table. “I don’t know how this tournament is structured, but I hope you place well. I suppose for now I’m going to figure out how the next round will go.”, Alva explained, giving Jack a slight bow of his head before turning and leaving to do just that.
“My name’s Alva. Really, you don’t need to replace anything.”, the boy shook his head, and didn’t take the paper. “They’re cheap enough to replace anyway, not prescription. If you want to make it up to me, just do well in the tournament. Good luck, Ok?”, he re-stated, giving Jack a thumbs up, before walking away to the counter to get himself registered.
The time for his first duel came around, and who should he be facing but the boy who’d bumped into him previously, Jack. While it appeared Jack had been a participant in the first round, This was technically Alva’s first… something about a by-round, whatever that might be. Still, he was pleased that he got a chance to duel the boy… after all, this was how he’d repay him, right? A riveting duel. Alva gave him a smile, and held his hand out to shake. “So we get the opportunity to duel! Lucky us, huh?”, he remarked, then took a seat, getting his deck shuffled and prepared for their upcoming match.
Jack just weakly smiled back as he shook Alva’s hand. He had won his first round, though that didn’t really do much to bolster his confidence. A year or two without playing and then entering a tournament wasn’t really something he put high hopes in. Jack sat down opposite to Alva and placed his cards on the table.
“Yeah, lucky us. I just hope I’m not going to get beaten black and blue as payback here.” Jack was really only joking, though he did suspect that, just maybe, there were some small bits of anger that were going to come back to haunt him here. “If you’re ready, would you like to go first?”
“Don’t mind if I do!” Alva replied, then drew his opening hand. From the moment he saw his opening hand, a plan formed. The first turn he would set up, and from there, he would work his way to victory. Using “pre-preparation of rites” he set his hand up to summon his trusted Doriado when the time was right, then used his Rogue of Endymion to set a spell he’d use later in combination with Doriado. He then played a face-down, and “Magician’s Left Hand” to prevent pesky traps from tripping him up later, and ended his turn.
“Alright, let’s see…” Jack’s hand wasn’t ideal to him, but, with any luck he thought it should be enough. First he summoned Shadowknight Archfiend and set two cards. “I’ll have Shadowknight Archfiend attack your monster. Though, the damage you take is halved because of Shadowknight’s effect.” The Rogue of Endymion was destroyed easily enough. Now Jack just had to hope that whatever came next wasn’t enough to deal with his Archfiend.
The loss of his Rogue wasn’t all that surprising, all things considered, its attack points weren’t the highest, but it had served him well in helping set up the board. All he had to do now was draw one monster… any monster, and his plan would begin to unfold. Thankfully, he did just that. He drew Aussa’s familiar, and used it as a tribute for his Doriado after destroying one of Jack’s face down cards and activating the card Rogue of Endymion had sacrificed himself to put on the field… “Possessed Awakening”. With this card, after he summoned the Elemental Mistress Doriado, it would gain 300 attack for each attribute of monster on his field. Under normal circumstances, a measly 300 attack boost wouldn’t help much against a powerful monster with 2000 attack, but Doriado’s special ability allowed it to be five elements at once! That meant that its 1200 attack became 2700, more than enough to destroy Jack’s fiend… it was all downhill from here, Alva had set up his board uncontested, and he’d only gain more momentum from here.
Jack’s turn began and the card he drew would do little to stop the powerful ritual monster on Alva’s field. He could beat it, with a few specific cards he needed to draw. But, if things went more in Alva’s favour from here, the duel was practically already over. He just had to set another Shadowknight, way weaker in its defence than its offence and certainly no match for Doriado and hope that whatever came next turn would go better for him than the past one. A small smile was already tugging at his lips, Jack didn’t think he’d make it past the first round, so as far as he was concerned he had already surpassed expectations despite the almost assured loss here.
Another turn came, and he pulled another Rogue. A monster that once had a paltry 1500 attack now rose to a frightening 3000 with the aid of Doriado and his awakening spell. With only a face-down card on his opponent’s field, it seemed he’d just have to cut through Jack’s defenses and win. And so he did. The turn after was another face-down card on Jack’s field to remove before damaging his life points, and the final turn for Jack saw him play… nothing? He wondered if his opponent had managed to pull a poor hand, but to have mercy now and not finish things would embarrass his fellow duelist. He finished the duel with an attack from his signature card, “Elemental Mistress Doriado”, and just like that, the duel was over. “Thank you for the game.”, Alva said, holding out his hand to shake Jack’s with a friendly smile on his face. Despite the merciless dueling, his face hadn’t betrayed even a single shred of animosity for the events that had transpired before the duel… it was nothing personal, just another fun duel to him.
“You’re very welcome.” Jack chuckled a little while he picked up the cards on the table. All things considered, he did quite well and he was actually pretty happy with how things had gone, even if the duel ended in a very decisive defeat on his side, “I’d say that I wish you luck for the next duels but, honestly, I don’t think you’ll need it. You’re pretty good.”
Alva began to clean up too, reforming his deck, and slipping it back into the shimmering, rainbow-y box he always stored his cards in before slipping it into the quite contrasting black coat he wore. “Ah, thanks.”, Alva replied with an embarrassed chuckle. “Though I think it could have gone the other way if we’d both drawn different hands… something tells me I got pretty lucky there.”, he stated, before rising from the table. “I don’t know how this tournament is structured, but I hope you place well. I suppose for now I’m going to figure out how the next round will go.”, Alva explained, giving Jack a slight bow of his head before turning and leaving to do just that.