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Post by reishawn on Jul 27, 2008 14:38:27 GMT -5
Xenneth frowned once again as his right hand shook. His heart beat at the thought of playing the card, but it was a bit too late for that. Even the card in hand would‘ve been some help considering that she wouldn‘t be able to play this turn or the next, but he shook his head sadly hearing Nunally.
”I‘m sorry, but this tournament isn‘t for me…I just…think it‘s better for people who want to win to go on.” he had said as he turned around and hopped off the dueling stage. He had exited to the arena’s opening staring towards the distant D-Scooter that he had set in the doorway before he had slipped on his helmet and slid his visor down a bit shameful of his display. It wasn’t like he had time to do stuff like this anyway. He did have a busy schedule as an actual worker as all. If he would’ve quit like this, he might as well passed his invitation onto someone else.
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