It was a path I had taken just yesterday.
I estimated it would take me about 10 minutes to get from the hall to the commune at my pace.
However, things didn't go as planned.
Shortly after leaving the hall, I encountered a scene where an Saint and a Reaper were fighting.
"How long do you plan on dodging and weaving?"
The Reaper, swinging a scythe with menacing force, had the voice of a young woman.
Her opponent was the Diamond Queen, a Saint.
She had honed the basics of card magic and was once banned from all casinos in Vegas due to her sharp observation and deft hands.
Even with just one eye, she could perfectly discern her opponent's habits and movements, skilfully evading the scythe in the narrow corridor.
"Is this all you've got? I've never seen someone so bad at handling a scythe. It's not you wielding the weapon, it's the weapon wielding you! If you were in a circus, I would have hit you a lot."
