The usual pack with the white dragon illustration materialized in my hand. I then offered it to Bob.
"No, you open it, Alan. I want to open the secret pack one," Bob said, rubbing both his hands together while licking his lips like a hungry beast.
"Are you sure? I opened the last one."
"Just open it. I don't mind," Bob waved his hand casually.
I gave him a side-eye, then tore the pack open, hoping at the very least an SR.
As I slowly pulled the card out, Bob leaned forward eagerly to take a look.
The card slid free, but it was facing backward.
"What if this is an SR or above?" I asked, glancing at him.
"Then it'll be mine," Bob replied without hesitation.
"You said you didn't mind."
"I don't mind if it's Rare or below."
I rolled my eyes.
I turned the card around and it had a blue frame.
Rare rarity.
"Okay, you can have it," I said.
Bob immediately relaxed and sat back down, scrolling through the screen on his interface like nothing happened.
