"What am I panicking for?!"
Chazz gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the flicker of suspicion welling up inside him, and snorted inwardly.
What a joke!
No matter how powerful that face-down card is, it's still just a dead card that hasn't been activated!
It's Yūki's own turn, and he doesn't have any monsters on the field. An attack declaration trap would be completely useless!
Even if it's a destruction trap that trades one for one, at most it can take out either my [Armed Dragon LV3] or my [Armed Dragon LV5]!
Against the absolute might of four thousand points, a single measly face-down card could never reverse this catastrophic situation in just one turn!
At that thought, Chazz straightened his chest again, raised his chin high, and shouted coldly across the field:
"Yūki! Stop putting on an act!"
"Your [Silent Magician LV8] has already fallen utterly to my Armed Dragon's claws! You have no hope of turning this around now! Just draw your card and face your defeat!"
Hearing Chazz's supremely confident roar, Yūki raised his eyes and looked past the center line, carefully sizing up the two vicious dragons on Chazz's field.
On the left stood [Armed Dragon LV3] with twelve hundred ATK, and on the right was the golden, gleaming [Armed Dragon LV5] with four thousand ATK.
"To be fair, having four thousand ATK right in your face really is pretty scary."
Yūki rubbed his chin and nodded with all seriousness. Then his tone shifted, and an utterly delighted gleam appeared in his eyes.
"But, Chazz... I have to give you some heartfelt praise. That move just now, using [Premature Burial] to pull [Armed Dragon LV3] out of the Graveyard to make up the numbers? Such attention to detail. So very thoughtful."
Chazz frowned. "What do you mean?!