The Shapes You Want, I Have Them All

The audience across the country saw the girl's salted-fish demeanor through their television screens.

"What the hell? She challenged His Highness the Prince just because she wanted a dragon?"

Just as the viewers thought they had witnessed the most unusual Spirit Medium, an even more astonishing development appeared in the broadcast.

The Human Witch who had defeated the Black Baron Knight a second ago suddenly turned around after hearing his own Spirit Medium's words. With a crook of his finger, the card immediately floated toward him, anger appearing on the witch's face.

"Salted Fish, I've put up with you for a long time. If you don't want it, give it back. Go grab a dragon yourself if you want one."

"Ah, no!"

Though she was a salted fish, Juno had only just embarked on the path of a Spirit Medium and was still in her brief burst of hard-working enthusiasm.

Seeing the first card she had snatched away about to fly off, she instinctively lunged for it.

The instant her hands caught the card, a face full of mischief appeared before her, along with a pale finger flicking toward her.

"Boing!"

With a crisp sound, Juno yelped and squatted down, clutching her head.

For the first time, viewers before their television screens witnessed a summoned Supernatural Creature turn around and attack its own master.

Though it was merely a loud flick to the forehead, it still dealt a violent blow to their established beliefs.

"What happened? Is there a loophole in the Spirit Medium Rules?"

"How is that possible? Everyone knows that spirit creatures are restricted by their cards. They can't attack their own Spirit Medium."

"Is that witch incredibly powerful? Powerful enough to break free of the rules?"

"What are his attributes? What exactly are this Human Witch's attributes?"