Fake Jack: "Aaaaaaah—"
The shriek of tearing metal ripped across the track as the Lucky Wheel's front-wheel bearing completely collapsed under Trishula, Dragon of the Ice Barrier's final strike. Hydraulic fluid sprayed from ruptured lines like blood, mixing with condensed nitrogen into an eerie cloud of vapor. As Trishula, Dragon of the Ice Barrier's Absolute Zero Breath swept over the cockpit, the moment Fake Jack was flung out seemed to play in slow motion. His white trench coat snapped in the air, while the skin on his face began to crack like cheap silicone.
The "human body" rolled across the asphalt seven and a half times, each impact triggering even more severe mechanical failures. His left arm broke first at an inverted angle, the hydraulic rod at his elbow piercing through the bionic skin. Blue coolant splashed across the road, leaving behind a ten-meter fluorescent trail. When his torso slammed into the guardrail, his chest and abdomen suddenly burst open, exposing the precisely arranged motors inside, which were now crackling with electrical sparks.
Fake Jack finally crashed at the edge of the track. His remaining right hand still gripped the frozen "Red Dragon Archfiend" card tightly. Sparks kept bursting from his spinal joints, while broken electronic sounds came from his artificial vocal cords.
"Y-you-you..."
He struggled to raise his head toward Kira, looking utterly furious, yet seeming to have great difficulty speaking.
"I am the King. I am Jack. I... can't possibly lose in a place like this..."
His unfinished words were cut off by the explosion of his blown main power supply, and he was reduced completely to a heap of smoking mechanical wreckage.
Fake Jack had lost.
Kira braked with a drift, coming to a flashy stop by the roadside. True Jack followed closely behind, stopping the Lucky