In a slow and unhurried fashion, Astravan reached his hand into his chest pocket, his gaze remaining completely fixed unto Trick's crimson red eyes.
As the child's eyes gleamed with radiant flashes of excitement while watching his master gradually retract his hand from his pocket.
The Three-headed Golem stood in wait, observing what the Master Trickster had planned for his next move.
Howbeit, as though being the head that the entirety of the body follows, the horde of beasts seemed to also stand in wait, casting an infinite amount of gleaming red eyes to now lock menacingly against the two Tricksters.
Unperturbed by the vicious degree of blood lust currently being directed to his principal direction, Astravan drew his hand out of his suit pocket to reveal a mystifying sight.
Trick now watched in curiosity as a deck of cards were now being masterfully shuffled from one end of his master's hand to the other.
