A Very Conflicting Case

Very calmly, Dorian placed several stacks of cards before him with their backs facing upwards.

You know, all this time, Dorian had been showing him the cards without requiring any assistance from him.

But this time, things seemed a lot different.

~Gulp. 

Angzen swallowed hard, not knowing hey he was suddenly nervous.

"You want me to pick 3 random cards?"

"Hmmm."

 The past and present were over. Now it was time to look into the future. 

'Which one should I pick?'

Hovering his hands over the many cards laid out, Angzen anxiously bit his lips, finally flipping 3 of them. 

The Fool, The Divide, and Death. 

Oh? 

Dorian raised his brows, owning his third eye to see even deeper into the mist shedding the cards. 

"This... What does this mean?"

Angzen felt very bad, especially after seeing the words 'Death' written on one of the cards.