Cybell smirked to herself. What did the appearance of the three overly-dramatic losers matter really? All she cared about was that the tournament was going on as planned. The white haired girl didn't pay any mind to the three drama queens' talk of being sent to the oh so spooky shadow realm. When she dueled them later on, and she would because no one else in the tournament stood a chance of beating her, she would win, and there would be three less clueless hipsters pretending to know how the game was "meant to be played". She wondered how the three would manage to shuffle their decks, what with them still using stone slabs for their cards and all. In the end, all that mattered was power. Bell wished everyone else would just shut up and drop dead so she could just kick the three "heart of the cards" koolaid drinkers where it hurt and leave with her winnings.
Though they had said that she wasn't allowed to do anything to them outside of dueling, she doubted it would matter much if she caved their face in with the first punch. It didn't matter what they laced their koolaid with, dead was dead. If she managed to get within murdering range, no force of heaven or hell would save them.
Cybell looked up at a camera that was looking right at her. "Piss off," she said with a smile, and she flipped off the camera before walking away. She wandered the halls as the other ignorant duelists watched the first brawl on the duel field. Her red eyes were drawn when the blonde loser summoned a magnificent dragon, but he was unworthy of the monster. The other duelist, the slimy one, was someone worth paying attention to. His deck was no joke, but he would burn in the dragons' fire like the rest. Though she continued searching the school, she found no sign of the three mysterious individuals. It looked like she would really have to just play their game until they came to her.
The doors leading into the cafeteria were thrown open, and a girl with hair as white as snow and eyes as red as blood stalked in as if she owned the floor beneath her feet. All she got was a cup full of ice before turning around and walking back across the space. As she passed by a table where the slimy duelist sat chatting up some dark haired girl, Cybell audibly crunched down on an ice cube. She didn't turn or stop walking, but for a moment it looked as if another version of her had. But the other version's eyes were blue. That girl stopped and stared silently at the invisible creature beside the slimy man. Maiden turned and flew after her human partner, fading away as she caught up. She rarely ventured out of her card long.