White Dragon and the Coming New Meta Part I

"Seriously? I still can’t believe the Supreme Judge himself called you in.”

The excited voice echoed through the VIP suite of the Grand Miracle Hotel in Paris. The speaker was none other than Daniele, or “Dani,” the tall, golden-haired, perpetually cheeky young man. Despite being Thai by nationality, he was completely devoid of Siamese DNA. Dani lounged lazily on the plush sofa, a mischievous grin on his face as he glanced at Joke, who stood in front of a mirror, adjusting his crisp white dress shirt.

“Not as stunned as I was,” Joke replied with a wry smile. “Especially after everything that happened during the Olympics. Honestly, it changed the way my friends and I looked at the Judges. And being summoned like that? I had no idea if he was planning to reprimand me or something.”