Honestly, looking at the battlefield left a mess by the blazing flames, Yūki actually felt completely at ease.
What Stall Burn Duelists feared most was never a fierce opponent, but one who played so cautiously that they left not even a single opening.
But Supreme King Jaden clearly wasn't the latter.
Last turn, to protect his berserk god of war, [Evil HERO Infernal Flame Winged Demon], this darkened big brother had displayed an incredibly hardcore, headlong recklessness.
He had pulled [Red Reboot] straight from his hand and slashed away two thousand of his own Life Points without blinking.
Although that move had shut down the [Blazing Vortex - Force of the Fire -] Yūki had prepared, locking down every Trap Card on the field in the process.
It was a textbook case of hurting the enemy less than yourself.
Add the thousand points of backlash from Marshmallon's flick to the forehead, and Supreme King Jaden had managed to turn his solid four thousand Life Points into a mere thousand through his own flurry of ferocious plays.
And now, as the Supreme King declared his turn over, the crimson curtain of prohibition shrouding the field quietly dispersed.
The seal was lifted.
"Big brother Supreme King, that's quite a distinctive playstyle you've got."
Yūki brushed the dust off his dueling outfit, unable to suppress his smile.
"You cut away two thousand of your own Life Points just to get another kick in at me. Are you here to duel or to do charity work?"
Across the river, Supreme King Jaden stood towering in the black mist, his heavy black-and-gold armor gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.
His stern face, like a marble sculpture, lacked even the slightest flicker of expression.
His pure gold eyes swept over through his faceplate, as though looking