Frog time lads. 'Nuff said.
Cheers!
On the roof of the Ra Yellow dorm, close enough to the two duelists to spectate, but far enough away for neither to notice him, a small trail of smoke escaped from Bernardello's lips as he finished a long, smooth drag of his cigarette and considered the situation.
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