No one expected his return, least of all the Princess of Friendship, who had the utmost faith in her old mentor. He had been beaten. The Card Master's games had lost all power with that knowledge, and the Princess maintained her faith that she could handle anything the Card Master drew from his deck.

Princess, don't be so dull. Pick a card.

There was only one. This was not the same game. This was not the adventure story to entertain, or the endless wave of monsters to conquer. This was not a blood stained board of action. This was personal, and it was a challenge.

(Part Two of the Card Trilogy. Check out the first part in Cards of Prophecy.)