Chapter 1 – Jessica Snowfield

"Good morning, Sunshine!" A cheery voice sounded from a distance.

Jessica reached the bottom of the stairs and sighed before continuing on her quest for the morning's food. She reached the kitchen to find her older brother, Nathanial sat at the breakfast table, in jeans and a green, geeky T-shirt, shuffling a deck of violet-sleeved cards. He had a slightly tattered playmat rolled out to his left, and on his right was his favourite worn camo mug, which was filled with something steamy. He looked up at her; her silvery eyes looked back at his bright green ones with a distinct look he knew the exact meaning of. He grabbed her kitty mug from the breakfast tray and spooned some sugar into it. As she shuffled over, he added a splash of milk and then filled it with some of the black gold liquid from the posh glass jug, stirring it as he did so. She sat down, blowing her long silvery-blonde fringe out of her face as the mug was placed in front of her. Clasping the cup in both hands, she breathed in the aroma rising from it and seemed to relax a bit before taking a gulp and setting it back down.

"I take it you didn't sleep very well then, Jess." Nathanial put the jug back on the tray and rested his clean shaven chin on his free hand. He looked somewhat concerned. "Don't tell me you were up all night rebuilding your agents."

Jessica gave him a look, he knew her too well. "To be honest, I'm not sure." She yawned and stretched, "I had the strangest dream, which has left me completely out of it."

"Oh?" He paused, leaning forward slightly and sounding a bit too keen for her liking. "What was this dream about?"

"Nosey!" she mockingly accused, poking her tongue out before reaching across the table for her Frosties.

"Oh, come on, Jess," he pleaded.

Jessica pouted for a moment as she poured herself some cereal, pondering what she would get out of it, and what she would lose. She looked back at him. His face was covered in the same curious yet persistent look she always saw when he tried to pry valuable information from her mind. She screwed up her mouth for a moment. She really wanted to tell someone, and no-one at school would appreciate it's awesomeness as much as he would.

In the end, she sighed and smiled; a small part of her giggled as she watched her brother's face light up in excitement.

"Well, where do I start?" But suddenly, her ears pricked up; someone was moving above them. She looked over her shoulder, through the door and towards the stairs, tracking the movement from the sound of footsteps alone.

Seconds later, their mother appeared, dressed in a semi-smart top and trousers, almost ready for work. She made her way across to the table and reached for her floral mug. Nathanial passed her the almost empty jug of coffee. She inspected the contents before emptying the jug of its remaining liquid. She added a little milk before stirring, removing the spoon with a clink and taking a sip.

"Ah…!" she said, leaning against the work surface and shaking out her light shoulder-length hair. "Much better!"

Jessica and Nathanial smiled and went back to consuming their breakfasts. Between mouthfuls, Nathanial kept shuffling his deck, then drawing a hand of five cards, and turning over a sixth from the deck. He would smile or grimace at the playability of the cards he dealt, then shuffle them back in to rinse and repeat. After a while, their mother turned back from the window she was daydreaming through and broke the silence.

"So Nat?" She sat her mug on the work surface beside her, "What do you have today?"

"Ten is admin and I have a lecture on Trade Law until three."

"So you will be able to able to help with the delivery…?" she almost glared at him, as if he had forgotten a promise.

"At about a quarter past," he replied somewhat meekly from his mother's tone. He looked up at her and was greeted with a frustrated look from her emerald-green eyes.

She pursed her lips.

"I've got a group presentation on Monday. It was the only time the rest of the group could do." Despite being a 21 year-old university student, that look from his mum would always cause him to panic. She sighed brusquely.

"I did tell Dad," Nathanial pleaded "It was the only time everyone could meet." He continued to watch his mother's frustrated expression.

There was a long pause.

"What have we got coming, Mummy?" Jessica piped up, trying hard to dissolve the rapidly accumulating tension.

"Quite a lot, sunshine," Her mother took a sip of her rapidly cooling coffee, as did Jessica. "We have all the restocks, plus all the customer orders. Thursday is always a busy day for us. You both know that." She looked over at Nathanial, who shifted somewhat uncomfortably in his wooden chair.

"Did our boxes of Hidden Arsenal 7 come yet?" Jessica grinned excitedly.

"I hope so this time," their Mother sighed. "It was a bit of a nightmare having to explain to everyone why the set was delayed. Did they really have to wait 'til the Monday release? I'm just glad you two are on top of it." She smiled at the pair, and Nathanial seemed finally to relax a bit. She picked up her mug of coffee

"The restocks of Magic and Pokémon should be in too." She said, before downing the rest of her now lukewarm coffee. Nathanial also went to take a gulp of his own, but then stopped; he had remembered something.

"Is it still okay if we borrow the car on Sunday?" he asked. Their mother paused, trying to remember. She quickly did.

"That's fine. Your Dad did tell you that you can't have it for Nationals, right? We have a conference in Manchester that weekend."

"That's fine. Petrol and parking would cost more than the train for Nats, right Jess?" Nathanial turned to his little sister. "Especially since we have to pay for the hotel too."

"Right." Jessica grinned back at him.

"Anyway." Their Mother put her empty mug down on the tray. "I had better get on and finish the admin, so I can help your Dad when the delivery comes in." Nathanial shifted uneasily in his seat again. She moved to leave the kitchen. "Come and let me know when you leave for school, okay, Jessi-girl?" And with that, she left and headed back upstairs.

Jessica turned back to her cereal bowl as the footsteps passed overhead. As soon as the study door slammed shut, she sighed in relief.

"So…." Nathanial slid his deck of cards back in its box before satisfyingly slamming it shut. He seemed almost uncontrollably keen "Where were we?" Jessica screwed up her mouth for a moment.

"Hmmm…" She tried to remember. "Well, first, I was in this dark room, but then I found myself wandering down a long corridor. Before I knew it, I was staring at what looked like the Tablet of Lost Memories."

"What?!" Nathanial had not been expecting that. "You mean the one from Yu-gi-oh?"

"Yes, the one from Yu-gi-oh! How many other Tablets of Lost Memories do you know about?"

He gave her a look. "Are you sure you haven't been watching the anime too much?"

She pouted back in an almost embarrassed manner – she wasn't going to bother saying anything because he already knew the answer.

"Anyway, continue."

"So yeah, some strange stuff happened, and then I found myself in Atem's Soul Room. I wandered around aimlessly for a while before finding him. He didn't say anything, but I followed him to the exit. I went through the door into Yugi's Soul Room, and then things got really weird." She looked up at her brother to make sure he was still listening. He was, intently.

"The room started shaking, and this giant red crystal appeared. I kid you not; I don't think I have ever been more scared in a dream in my entire life."

Nathanial nodded and said nothing. He was still keen to hear the rest of the story.

"So, then Yugi and I could see scenes of what can only be described as Chaos floating around it. Then, one of the engulfed us! We found ourselves in Domino City, where we nearly got destroyed by the Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"

"How'ja manage to get out of that one?"

Jessica grinned. "Dark Magician." Nathanial could not help but giggle childishly, which set Jessica off too.

"So then what happened?"

"We kept running until we were in sight of the game shop, but a huge fissure opened up beneath us! Then I heard what I think was Shadi begging for help before we were ripped apart and I woke up with a start."

Nathanial screwed his face up at the somewhat anticlimactic end to the story. He was about to say something when the sound of bells chiming in the new hour made the pair of them jump.

"Oh heck! Eight o'clock already?!" Jessica stared at the grandfather clock in disbelief. She downed the last of her coffee and rushed to finish getting ready for school.

"Don't expect me to keep doing this, okay?" Nathanial said as he pulled up in front of the school. Jessica grabbed her bag and folder from the foot well.

"You were the one who made me late this morning!" Jessica said, feigning outrage. "Besides, this is the first time this year!"

"Yeah, Yeah, whatever," Nathanial said mockingly. "Anyway, have fun at school!"

"I'll do my best." Jessica smiled and got out of the car, leaving her brother behind as they both went towards their own educations.

The school buildings varied between old and majestic, and blocky and dated. They all surrounded a tarmacked courtyard; the only feature it had were the white, painted numbers which were used for fire assembly. The building where her registration group was based was in the middle of the school grounds. Jessica meandered her way through the crowds of people, her bag over her shoulder, and her folder clutched across her chest in a somewhat confident manner, until she reached the doors to one of the newer block-like buildings and went inside.

After darting through the people stood chatting in the entrance hall, Jessica made her way into the Sixth Form Common Room. It was a fairly modern and large space, with classrooms and offices jutting out at various points, eating into the space. Dotted around the room were lots of large, plush chairs, all covered in the same coarse royal blue fabric, all of them full of students casually catching up on the morning's gossip with their friends. In one corner, there were about thirty computers, all laid out on desks in neat rows. A few keen students had already started working at them; others were just making use of the extra seats, talking to others about whatever they fancied.

Jessica picked her way through the scattered chairs, towards the open wooden door on the far side of the room. She slipped through the door to find people sat on desks and seats, creating conversation. As the door opened, someone had looked up.

"Hey Jessi!" A dark haired girl, dressed in jeans and a tunic top, called across the room.

On hearing her name, Jessica looked over to see her best friend, Iris, waving frantically from the back of the room. Jessi slid across the wall, so as not to disturb any other conversations, to reach Iris and give her a morning hug.

"What's wrong with you this morning?" Iris asked, as Jessi nuzzled up and sighed sleepily.

"I slept so badly last night, I just feel dead." Jessi didn't move. Her voice was full of exhaustion; she looked as if she could fall asleep right where she was.

Iris pulled out a chair and Jessi collapsed into it with a small thump. She looked at Iris and the group of friends she had been talking to through droopy eyes.

"Coffee didn't cut it, huh?" Iris sounded almost not surprised. Jessi shook her head. Iris screwed up her mouth, trying to find a reason her best friend would be so drained, even after coffee.

Before a discussion had the chance to begin, the bell rang for the start of the day. The groups of students all slowly began to pick up their belongings and get moving to where they needed to be, even if it was just the next seat along. Jessi and Iris had to head upstairs to their registration room; one of the home economics kitchens. They got up, leaving the chairs as neatly as they had found them, and headed back into the Sixth Form Common Room. They made their way through the moving crowds until something caused Jessica to trip, nearly dropping her belongings and falling into Iris. She turned and was met by a fierce female face she would rather not have to deal with at this sort of time.

"Watch where you're walking, will you?!" she leered at Jessica. "I've got all my inks for art in my bag, and I don't want all my stuff ruined by the likes of you!"

Jessica growled slightly, but before she could retaliate, Iris cut in.

"It takes two to tango Annabel." Other students looked up on hearing the two girls. Annabel narrowed her eyes before turning away from Iris and Jessica.

"Not worth it," she said in such a sickly sweet tone it made Iris' blood boil. Jessica couldn't help but sigh as Annabel flicked her maroon coloured hair over her shoulder in a diva-like fashion and sauntered away.

"Come on" Jessi placed her hand on Iris' shaking shoulder. "She is right. It's not worth the agro."

Iris' shoulders seemed to relax a bit, but her expressions showed it was not over. Jessi lead her onward towards their registration room.

The large room had very limited desk space, due to its need for plenty of kitchen space. Around the room there were several horse-shoes of kitchen cupboards, each complete with two ovens, a sink and a fridge freezer. The units were painted bright blue and looked a little worn and dated. Each one had a number on it, so the space was fairly shared amongst the students. The outside wall was lined with windows, stretching to the ceiling from the top of the splash-backs. The wall of glass followed around into the other kitchen round the corner. The department was frequently like an oven during the summer; however, the spring air was pleasantly cool. In the centre of each horse-shoe was a low round table, each surrounded by eight low blue stalls. Students had already begun to take their seats. Jessi and Iris had just reached their seats as the bell went again, signalling the start of the day.

Moments later their registration tutor, Mrs Hereford, appeared through the door, clutching her laptop and planner across her chest. She was a wizened, motherly woman, who always dressed in bright colours. Her bright red hair was cut short, perfectly brushed and sprayed in to shape. Her bright pink apron was dull through washes and flour, bus she still wore it every day without fail. She quickly set up her laptop and surveyed the room, waiting for the machine to get where she needed it to be.

"Where are Ross and Jacob?" she said with an almost knowing sigh. No sooner has the words left her mouth, the sound of two sets of footsteps came running up the stairs. Jessi watched through the doorway as the two boys appeared through the door at the far end of the corridor. They paused just outside the door and tried to catch their breath before entering the room. Mrs Hereford saw them out of the corner of her eye.

"There they are." She said in a tone to almost embarrass them.

"Sorry Miss," said Jacob. "Car issues."

"I take it you got it to start again." Mrs Hereford sound worried.

"Yeah." Jacob said as he and Ross went to set down in the empty seats on Jessi and Iris' table. "My brother borrowed the car last night and left the headlights on all night. So it drained the battery. We had to get the neighbours to help jump start the car."

"That was lucky." Mrs Hereford gave the boys one of her trademark motherly smiles. The previous tension over tardiness promptly disappeared. She turned back to her laptop and began to call the register. When she was done, the student's chatter resumed.

"Where was your brother last night?" Iris asked, as if she should know.

"He was at Crystal Cavern. It was Magic last night, silly." Jacob said. Iris pouted, feeling a bit stupid for forgetting.

"I missed you last night!" Jessi gave Jacob an almost puppy eyed look.

"Sorry," he said. "I've got coursework due for last lesson."

"Did you manage to get it done?"

He nodded.

"So you are coming tonight?"

"Of course."

Jessi grinned and Iris sighed.

"Most importantly," said Ross "Did HA07 arrive?" Jessi's grin widened as she nodded as she nodded excitedly.

"Awesome!" Both boys mimicked her excitement, as did Iris.

"Anyway," Iris said after a moment. "What's the plan for this weekend?"

"Well, Saturday is mostly homework, and I'm judging in Birmingham on Sunday." Jessi paused for a moment. "Are you guys coming?" Jacob and Ross nodded before the three of them turned to Iris.

"I don't have a lift. My parents have both cars" Iris did not sound happy.

"Well, I can talk to Nat. We'll be leaving really early though, and coming back late."

Iris shrugged. "A lift is a lift. That would be great."

"Cool. Sort it later?"

"Sure"

Moments later the school bell sounded. The day's trials had begun.

"So how come it got delayed anyway?" asked a well built, long haired customer as he handed over ten booster packs of cards.

"There were some printing issues over in America. They saw it fairer to hold up everyone's release." Jessica said as she scanned the items into the till. "That is thirty two pounds please including entry. Have you got your loyalty card on you?"

They guy handed over a small card, before inserting his debit card in to the PIN machine. As he entered his number Jessi stamped the card.

"Cheers!" He said, once payment was complete. He headed upstairs and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can go up now, if you want." Jessi's Dad's voice came from the far side of the work station.

"Thanks Dad!" Jessi jumped down from the stall, grabbed her bag and headed upstairs.

Upstairs was quite plain. The walls were painted magnolia, and the floor was tiled with the same black stone as was downstairs. There were a few posters dotted around as well as many blutack marks. There were tables, enough to seat about fifty people, lined up semi-neatly in two rows; chairs lined three sides of them while the fourth side, closest to the right hand wall, had a built in bench for people to sit on.

Around the room, people sat in small groups. Cards, binders, playmats and bags were strewn across nearly every available surface as they talked and played various card games. Jessi looked around for her brother. He was sat in the back corner, on one of the benches, with a group of five guys, plus Iris. Jessi wandered over.

"Hey guys!" She called out excitedly.

"Hey Sunshine!" Nat offered out an arm for a hug, which Jessi gladly accepted.

"Can we open them now?" Iris sounded like she was getting impatient.

"Yes, we can." Nat said, as the guys budged over to allow Jessi to sit down. Nat promptly handed her a wrapped box from the two he had. Everyone else sat with their booster packs they had just bought, ready and waiting to rip them open and reveal the prize inside. Jessi and Nat carefully removed the Konami printed wrapping and opened their boxes. They gazed for a moment at the shiny dragon printed wrappers.

"Ready…" Nat breathed as everyone readied their first pack.

"Go!" Iris called; she couldn't wait any longer. There was a mad scramble and lots of crunching of plastic foil as the shiny cards were removed from their packaging.

"Cool! Sophia!" Jessi's eyes lit up.

"Tin Archduke." Ross seemed unimpressed.

"Awesome! M7!" Nat admired the shiny secret rare card he had just pulled.

"Tin Goldfish." Jacob seemed pleasantly surprised.

"That's a good super." Jessi said, as she unwrapped her next pack. "Sweet! Lavalval Chain!"

"Awesome." Nat stopped to admire it as Jessi proceeded to her next pack.

"Evilswarm Bahamut…"Iris pondered, wondering if the card was any good.

The excitement, admiration and occasional disappointment continued until all the packs were open. The centre of the table was now home to a small mountain of wrappings. In the front of each person were piles of cards, glittering under the shop's artificial light.

"Happy with your pulls?" Jessi turned to her brother.

"Yeah. I wanted a Daigusto Emeral as well, but never mind. I can trade for one." He smiled at her. "So how about we test out the new cards?"

"You mean you test out your new cards." Jessi gave him a knowing look and pulled out her deck box.

At the start of the day, the hall had been packed with duelists, all eager to have their shot at qualifying for the European Championships; one step closer to worlds. Each one carried a deck they had put countless hours in to hunting down the cards they needed, perfecting their strategies and covering their weaknesses with their side-decked cards.

Now, the day was nearing its end. Many battles had been won and lost. Most were drained from concentrating so hard all day. The judges especially so, since the four of them had spent most of the day on their feet, making sure every player kept to the rules and the results of every match was recorded correctly.

The clock was ticking down the minutes to the end of the final round. Most matches had finished by this point. Jessica wondered around the bottom tables, collecting and confirming match results and making rulings where needed. With the last few slips in hand, she headed over to the judges' table. Drake, the Tournament Organiser and the day's score keeper, was sat there, laptop in front of him, dreads across his face, busily entering the scores.

"How many matches left?" Jessi asked as cheerily as she could, given how hard she had been working.

"One second..." Drake said, as he quickly entered the results he had just been given. "Three. One of them is your brother."

"Oh?" Jessi looked up at the clock. Seven minutes left on the round. She screwed up her mouth. "Who's he against?"

After consulting his screen, Drake said "Scarlett Jones."

Across the other side of the room, Nat was preparing for his final game.

"Good luck," he said to the shorthaired red-head sat opposite him. She smiled back at him as she cut his deck.

"You too," she replied, her voice a natural mix of determination and nerves. It was only to be expected; neither of them had lost a match that day. Going in to the match's third game, everything was still to play for.

"You ready, Scarlett?" He said, placing her deck in her deck zone.

"You bet'cha!" she said, returning the favour. "Are you?"

"Of course." Nat took the top five cards from his deck and placed them face down on his playmat, then motioned to her deck. "Your choice."

Scarlett gave him a look. 'Does it even need saying?' she thought. She looked at the clock. 'I need to make this quick.'

"First." She said. She drew the five cards for her hand. Nat picked up his cards. Their eyes met for a brief moment. Scarlet drew her sixth card. The duel had begun.

Turn 1

Scarlett 8000 Nathanial 8000

Scarlett eyed her hand of shiny cards, carefully planning out her turn. How should she start: bold or conservative? She knew she had precious little time. She had to make a move. She pursed her lips, and looked at Nat. 'What might he have in his hand?' She pondered. 'Effect Veiler is about the only card that could interrupt my play this turn. Establishing presence…' she eyed up the most sparkly card in her hand, the High Priestess of Prophecy. '… is something I need to do now.' She looked at the clock again. Time was slowly ticking away.

"Spellbook of Secrets." Scarlett announced. She placed the card on the field, then looked up at Nat. He motioned her to proceed. She began filing through her deck, occasionally pondering for a few moments and then checking her hand. After a while, she dropped a sparkly card on top of the one she had just played; Spellbook of the Master.

Scarlett looked at him again. Nat nodded. She shuffled her deck before picking up the card and adding it to her hand.

"Spellbook Magician." She summoned the childish looking magician: Spellbook Magician of Prophecy. She looked up at Nat to get confirmation that the move was okay. He looked at his hand; it was so nearly good it was frustrating. He sat there for a moment, bluffing that he might have a response.

"Sure."

"Effect?" She motioned to her deck.

"Sure."

Again, Scarlett flicked through her deck, and dropped a different sparkly card: The Grand Spellbook Tower. Nathanial watched the card glitter in the light. 'This all seems so elementary' he thought as he watched her shuffle her deck again.

"Play Tower." She moved the card over to her field spell zone. Then she began to contemplate her hand again. She very quickly made her choice.

"Spellbook of the Master. Reveal Eternity" She showed him the card then swiftly returned it to her hand. Nathanial nodded and Scarlett began to file through her deck again.

"Spellbook of Fate." She dropped the card on to her mat before shuffling her deck and offering it to Nat to cut. He did as she picked up the searched card. Then she picked another two cards out from her hand and revealed them to Nat: Spellbooks of Fate, Wisdom and Eternity.

"Priestess."

Nathanial shifted somewhat uncomfortably in his seat. 'High Priestess,' he thought 'I was hoping that wouldn't be out first turn.' He glanced over his hand again. 'I should be able to do this.' He took a deep breath.

"Sure."

Scarlett returned the green spell cards to her hand. She flicked the cards between her hands, appearing to be lost in thought. Nathanial gripped the edge of his seat with his free hand. He wasn't sure he could do it; it all rode on his draw. He silently prayed that his opponent could not feel the jitters running through his leg. Scarlett bit her lip.

She set three cards on her back row, and passed the turn to Nat.

Turn 2

Scarlett 8000 Nathanial 8000

He drew.

"Normal summon Cardcar D" Nathanial looked up as Scarlett. She thumbed the card on her right-hand side before nodding.

"Set one." He placed one of the spell cards in his hand face down, before motioning to the sparkly monster card in the centre of his field. "Effect." He slid it in to his graveyard. Scarlett nodded and Nat drew two cards.

"Your move."

Turn 3

Scarlett 8000 Nathanial 8000

Scarlett pouted as she drew. 'Should I really have allowed that to go through?' she pondered, and then shrugged.

"Tower effect." She declared.

"MST" Nathanial reviled the spell card he had set on his turn: Mystical Space Typhoon. He then pointed to the field spell and Scarlett tutted.

'Should have known.' She thought.

"Eternity." She placed the silver named Spellbook of Eternity in the gap next to her set cards. "Target Secrets."

Nathanial nodded. Scarlett picked it up and played it immediately, filing through her deck for Spellbook of Life.

"Proceed to battle phase."

Nathanial nodded.

"Attack five hundred." She said, pointing to the blue clothed magician.

"Sure." Nathanial noted down the change in life points. "Drop Tragoedia."

Once again, Scarlett pouted at the obstruction in her path to victory.

"Cards in hand?" She asked shortly.

"Five." Nathanial broke the cards up and tapped them together in such a way the count was easy to see.

'Darn it.' She thought. 'Five times six hundred is three thousand. Priestess isn't strong enough.' She bit her lip.

"Set one and pass to you."

Turn 4

Scarlett 8000 Nathanial 7500

Nathanial took a deep breath and drew his card. He looked at it, then looked across at Scarlett.

'Oh f***.' She thought. 'What has he drawn? What has he drawn? What has he drawn?' She tried to keep calm, despite the sheer confidence now on her opponent's face.

"Heavy Storm."

There was a pause.

'S***.' She thought. She flicked through her back row, trying to work out if it was worth chaining anything to the devastating spell.

She flipped over two spells.

"Chain Wisdom." She pointed to High Priestess. "Spells. Chain Fate. Banish two." She removed Spellbook of Secrets and Spellbook of the Master from her graveyard.

"Sure."

"Fate select Magician." She flipped the card into face down defence, and then sent all the other cards on her back row to the graveyard.

'A second Fate and a Fiendish Chain.' He giggled a little. "That was lucky."

Scarlett was not amused.

Nathanial moved Heavy Storm to his graveyard.

"Normal summon Eset." He placed the purple dragon on the field; Hieratic Dragon of Eset.

Scarlett pouted in an un-amused fashion.

"Tribute for Nebthet." He replaced the purple dragon with a darker purple one. "Eset effect."

Scarlett could do nothing to stop him. Three minutes, and much deck searching and special summoning later, a trio of powerful monsters were staring down her life points. His loops had cleared her field; she was defenceless.

"Gaia Dragon attack."

5400

"Red-Eyes attack."

2600

"M7 attack for game." Nathanial declared and Scarlett's life points hit zero.

Scarlett's face echoed her disappointment. A one-turn-kill; she should not have lost to that.

Nathanial offered his hand.

"Good game?"

For a moment, she just looked at it. Then she sighed and accepted it.

"Good game." She said, trying her best to hide her disappointment.

They signed the match slip and called for a judge. It was Jessi who responded to the call.

"So, to confirm, Nathanial won?" Both players nodded in response.

Jessi signed the match slip as Drake's voice echoed across the room.

"Time on the round! Five additional turns."