The Bipolar Thunderball Card

Will had probably never thought that he would get a connection to an "A" level card master. One needn't talk about how important an excellent card master is for card artisans, not to mention one who has an "A" level of contribution points. Will felt like he had been dreaming.

But he didn't waste his time dreaming, chasing over to the number twenty-eight basic training room. He didn't want to give a bad impression to that card master, since being able to know such a great card master was not an opportunity he could just seek out, and he couldn't let it slip by.

When he arrived out of breath to the training room, the card master still hadn't arrived. Facing the shiny smooth outer wall of the training room, Will straightened out his appearance a little, making himself look as accomplished as he could.