Yuma stared blankly at the huge handful of cards he had drawn, then at his Life Points, which had somehow already dropped to zero. He looked utterly bewildered.
He looked at Astral beside him. "Um, Astral... was I just in a Duel?"
Astral nodded. "It appeared so."
Yuma looked like he was about to cry. "But why don't I feel like I actually Dueled at all?"
Astral analyzed the situation seriously. "Probably because you never played a single card during that Duel."
Yuma: "..."
He was certain he had never experienced such a bizarre Duel in his life. It was not a One-Turn Kill—in fact, there had been quite a few turns. It was more like being bitten by a mosquito, one bite every turn, one bite every turn.
Yet throughout that lengthy torture, he had been unable to play even one card. He could not summon Monsters, activate Spells, or set Traps.
That was right—even setting a Back Row card and passing was impossible. Cosmic Collapse had limited the Field to five cards, and that bastard had occupied all five slots right from the start, leaving him no room to play anything.
Still, even Kira's side had been a little surprised that Yuma had simply been burned to death from full Life Points.
Kira had originally planned to use Cosmic Collapse to lock down the entire Field, then slowly burn away Yuma's Life Points turn by turn. During that time, Yuma should have had plenty of chances to suddenly power up, plenty of chances to cheat.
After all, Yuma was a Yu-series Duelist with that Lobster Head of an Innate Card Body. His cheating abilities could not possibly have been lacking. Though this situation would have been a dead end for any normal person, with so many opportunities to