"You actually came."
"Then does that mean Kaito really..."
Having just descended from the sky, Mizar found everyone's reactions a little strange, but he still chose to solemnly tell them what had happened.
A trace of sorrow crossed his face as he sank into his memories, as though that fierce battle between Dragon Tamers were still unfolding before his eyes.
"Ah... yes. Just as you suspected, Kaito exhausted all his strength after defeating me and closed his eyes forever at the birthplace of Galaxy-Eyes."
"He was an excellent Dragon Tamer, an opponent worthy of respect."
With that, Mizar took a card from his pocket, walked up to Yuma with a conflicted look in his eyes, and handed it over.
"Kaito entrusted this card to me in his final moments. Now I'm giving it to you, as he wished. Yuma Tsukumo, treasure it."
Yuma slowly accepted the card and shuddered, his voice laden with grief. "Number Dragon, my friend died just to obtain you..."
"Maybe Uncle Tetsuhiro was right. Rather than keeping you, I should give the world hope."
"But... Kaito believed in you. This is the card he gave everything to obtain. Are you really going to give it to that guy?" Nash calmly pointed out the crux of the matter.
"Kaito believed the future would blossom through you... wait. Leader, did you say give it away? To whom?" Mizar was still speaking when Nash's words interrupted his train of thought. Only then did he catch on and hurriedly ask.
"Here's what happened..." Tetsuhiro stepped out from behind them and explained.
The hope of resurrection... assistance... the price... Number Dragon.
"Well?"
"Hmph. This is a matter for your surface world. I've delivered the card. Kaito, I owe you nothing now." A flicker of conflict flashed through Mizar's eyes.
But as