Mai Kujaku sat on the edge of the hotel bed, shuffling her deck with practiced grace, each card flashing like a secret weapon in her hand. She’d played countless games before, but tonight wasn’t about strategy — it was about reading someone’s intentions as easily as she read her cards. When the door clicked open, her smirk deepened; the real question was who would make the first move in this unspoken duel.
Dark Arts
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