As the fighting spirit rekindled in Paradox's eyes, even Mokuba in the spectator stands could not help showing a strange look.
This man... was he still going to keep fighting even now?
He truly had not expected this.
Kira's seal had already taken shape. In Mokuba's eyes, it was practically a certain-death formation. Paradox could no longer do anything; continuing would only bring him humiliation.
Yet through the monitoring screen, the look in that man's eyes was not the look of someone who had lost all hope and was making one final struggle.
It was the gaze of an unwavering warrior, one who marched resolutely onward even through absolute darkness where turning the tide was nearly impossible, as though he could see the direction of light through the darkness of despair.
But with his Spell/Trap sealed and monsters unable to be summoned, what else could he do?
"I cannot lose. No matter what kind of despair I face, I absolutely cannot lose!" Paradox shouted. "I carry the weight of the entire world on my shoulders. What does a lockdown of this level even amount to!?"
"I activate a Spell Card from my hand—"
"—Special Heavy Storm!"
The image of the Spell Card appeared in Paradox's Back Row, stirring up a hurricane that reached straight into the heavens. White lightning coiled around the storm as it roared mightily toward Kira's Field.
Paradox said, "Special Heavy Storm is activated by Discarding one card from my hand. It destroys all Special Summoned monsters on the Field!"
Under the storm, the angels seemed on the verge of collapse. Within the lightning-wreathed hurricane, sharp eyes seemed to glare hungrily at them. Kira said, "Archlord Kristya was Special Summoned by the effect of 'Heavenly Court,' and so was 'The splendid VENUS.'
"If Special Heavy Storm went