Chapter 2 - 15

Travis jumped up and looked at Reginald with concern. “What, why?”

Reginald just smiled. “There was no malice to it. I figured one of two things would happen; you would accept, I’d give you a little training and then when it came time to fight we’d spar a bit, and I’d eventually call for a tie, or you would decline, and get a first-hand account of what it’s like in the vase. Win-win.”

“Well, what did you ask for?”

“Nothing. I hadn’t planned it to be an actual betting fight.”

“Then why didn’t you just let me know that it was you who was challenging me?”

“Because if you had known it was me, you either a) wouldn’t take it seriously or b) never trust me again, because I would have been seen as a threat to you.”

Travis thought for a couple of seconds, then sat back down. “Well, thanks, I guess. I supposed I did learn something.”

“Good. So, how was the rest of your day?”

“It was fine. I’m still trying to get used to being awake all the time. But I found a store to let me play the deck I have. Although I think I quickly got a reputation as someone that’s hard to beat.”

“Oh, you won every one of your games?”

“I…I did actually. Huh, I guess this deck is magic. Do you think I can…?” Travis stood up, and with a bit of effort jumped off the roof.

“You off?”

“I need to go try a couple of things. Thanks for the help, Reginald.”

Archer smiled down at him. “Anytime.”

***END OF CHAPTER TWO***