Chapter 3: 3. First Skill

Holding his breath, Arthur pushed the card to his chest. He had doubts this would work. A man’s heart was supposed to be the size of a fist. This card was longer than his hand from the heel of his palm to his fingertips.

It didn’t matter because the card stopped dead at his shirt. Even magic cards couldn’t pass through fabric.

Arthur yanked down his collar, wincing as a few bad seams popped. He tried again.

This time the card seemed to sink straight through his skin. There was no blood, only a sensation of growing pressure. It seemed like it should have hurt… only it didn’t.

Closing his eyes, Arthur shoved the card the rest of the way. Straight into his heart.

The card vanished under his skin.

Suddenly, in his mind’s eye, he saw the card, blazing bright. His mind was flooded with information.