Final Cannon

"Then, the effect of 'Demonic Dog - Eight Ghost Dogs,'" Kira said unhurriedly. "When this card is sent from the Field to the Graveyard, add one Level 8 Fiend-Type monster from the Deck to the hand."

Mello froze.

A Level 8 Fiend-Type? But your Volcanics were all Pyro Type.

Then Kira calmly revealed another precious card from his hand.

He added "Lava Golem" from his Deck to his hand.

Mello: "."

What the hell.

This damn thing had a second copy?

Yet Kira faced Mello's accusatory, almost murderous glare with complete composure.

"What? It's not some out-of-print Rare Card. I like it, so I have a second one. Is there a problem?"

Mello: "."

He had nothing to say.

So Kira openly added that Lava Golem to his hand, practically showing Mello his cards and telling him outright: no matter what fancy tricks you had, I was definitely eating you next turn.

Mello let out a long breath.

It was fine. The problem was still manageable.

His eyes widened in fury.

"You first have to live to see your next turn. Battle!

Gladiator Beast Kaiser, Direct Attack—"

Kaiser's wings snapped open as he soared into the sky with an earthshaking roar. A fierce whirlwind formed in an instant, and countless tiny steel feathers gleamed with sharp cold light, surging forth like ten thousand arrows launched at once.

But that rage-filled strike ultimately failed to get through. The green storm, powerful enough to tear through steel, crashed headlong into an electromagnetic barrier—an invisible wall that seemed to divide the world in two. The instant the steel feathers made contact, they were all repelled by electromagnetic force and bounced back, unable to shake it in the slightest.

Mello: "Why!?"

Kira's Field had clearly been blown completely clean. Not a single card should