The track's spotlights flared to life, and deafening cheers erupted from the stands. Dragan slowly rode his dark D-Wheel onto the track. When he removed his goggles and revealed his flashing Rune Eye, a wave of astonishment immediately swept through the audience. At the same time, Kira's D-Wheel slid in from the opposite direction toward the starting line, stirring up an equally fervent commotion in the stands.
The two D-Wheels lined up side by side. Dragan glanced sideways at Kira, narrowed his eyes, and smiled. "Fujiki Kira, who exactly are you?"
"Hm?" Kira looked at him and replied casually, "I'm just me."
Dragan shook his head. "We can't find any record of your past duels. A Duelist as powerful as you couldn't possibly have appeared out of nowhere.
"It's unbelievable. My Rune Eye tells me that you're dangerous, yet I can't see what makes you dangerous."
As he spoke, markings resembling Nordic runes surfaced in his irises once more. That was the Rune Eye, a power possessed by all three members of Team Ragnarok, much like the Signer Marks borne by the Crimson Dragon's chosen messengers.
Those eyes were proof that they were messengers chosen by the gods.
"To be honest, I've never encountered an opponent whom even the Rune Eye couldn't see through." Dragan asked, "Who are you? Why did you join the WRGP? Or rather, why did you enter alone?"
"What else could it be? I'm challenging my own limits." Kira smiled.
"Is that so?" Dragan still did not seem convinced, but he continued, "Though I don't know what you hope to achieve through this competition, give it up.
"You're strong. I can see that much. But no matter how powerful you are, there is absolutely no Duelist in this world who can fight three gods to the