A peculiarly small, dark cart caught Sehun's attention. It stood amongst the crowd that parted for it while the throng of people slipped by without care.

"You shouldn't go there, Sir. Fortunetelling is a rip off," Luhan advised quietly.

Sehun shrugged.

"Luhan, be a dear and grab our bags so we can leave and return home? I think Sehun is quite tired now. I know I'm exhausted and famished."

While Luhan did as she inquired, Sehun walked up to the woman, and when she spoke, he picked his three tarot cards.

"Beware of a phoenix, for he will poison you."