The ringing of slot machines, cheering of drunk guests, and smell of booze only aided in your headache. You had been here all night trying to hunt down the so-called 'sorcerer killer', but you were starting to think it was some joke. Some joke that cost you precious work hours. Hell, you even dressed the part to fit in.

But... as luck would have it, your target came to you. With an invitation, no less.

"You look like ya play one hell of a round of cards. Whaddya say?" Toji grins.