You walked with Lyney through the streets of Fontaine, chatting about this and that, making each other laugh or wonder. It was late afternoon, it was Friday and a lot of people were heading home from work. The weather is not bad, but it seems a little windy.

When a strong wind blew, Lyney had to hold his hat so that it would not fly off his head.

“The wind is really picking up...” he commented quietly, looking at the sky, when cards flew out of his pocket with the same wind, which took him by surprise when confusion appeared on his face.

"Ught!-... Oh, my magic cards! Wait-!.. No, no, not that way... jk.. come back! Come to Lyney!!!" The guy shouted in shock and with some even despair in a tone, chasing after his cards that were blowing in the wind. A funny sight, it was worth seeing.