And so a worthy opponent had come. Long had he been waiting for someone to offer him a challenge, some one to give him purpose, some one to make him feel the rush and dangers of an encounter of wits and willpower. This fight wouldn't be a quick decision, no, it would be a long winded struggle where attrition would be tested.

The Game Master is sure the young girl is not prepared for the encounter, keeping a straight face as to hold to bluffs so she cannot read his true spirit. No, she'll never see that deep into his psyche, least not unless she's more powerful than he expects.

Arino slowly nods his head, speaking without words while he greets the young contender at the table in which they sit.