All the Japanese went back to their hotels during the lunch break at Splinterfest. They must have been sleepy because they were not used to the time difference.
I was too excited to sleep before the tournament, so I stayed at the venue.
Then, one of my friends at the venue told me about the entry. By then, there were already 10 minutes left before the entry deadline. I was the only one who could enter just in time.
I rushed to contact halfblue but couldn't make it in time. He thought I was saying the wrong thing because I couldn't speak English.
But he noticed the discomfort and rushed back to the venue.
He protested vehemently to the moderator. But he was not accepted.
Walkingkeys stepped in to mediate between the wrangling and suggested that I transfer the account.
He was indeed a savior. He was really cool.
Halfblue was determined to win and dedicate all the prizes to him.
Unfortunately, he got nothing physically in the top 16, but I'm sure he was touched by the warmth of the Splinterlands players!