Mallow Hallow

[After spending a solid week in this new city, Atem feels as though he’s exhausted his options for exploring the area so it’s time to turn to the network. The image that appears on screen is that of the decorated pharaoh, his head cradled in his hand that’s glinting with gold rings. He wears an impassive expression, not quite intimidating, neither is it particularly friendly but it carries an air of superiority.]

While everyone else appears to be getting settled, I have found it rather dull here. I wonder if anyone knows of any good games?

[He holds up a card, the back facing the camera. Anyone familiar with it would understand his next statement completely]

If you consider yourself a duelist, that would be of particular interest.

[Straight and to the point, there’s a flash of a smirk as a parting gesture.]