Scalding waves of sulfurous heat rolled wildly above the Dueling Field.
The towering [Lava Golem], over ten meters tall, planted both feet heavily in Chazz Princeton's Monster Zone. Directly beneath its chest, a massive cage formed from eight red-hot black iron bars radiated suffocating heat.
"Waaaaah! Boss! My undies are going to catch fire! Help me, Boss! This giant monster's drool is made of lava!!"
Inside the iron cage, Ojama Yellow clutched his head and scurried around in terror, his two stubby legs moving so fast they blurred. Dodging the sparks of lava dripping down from overhead with sizzling hisses, he wailed and tried to climb up Chazz's leg.
"Shut up! Get out of my way!!"
Chazz kicked Ojama Yellow into a corner of the cage, then gripped the scorching black iron bars before him with both hands, his face as black as the bottom of a pot freshly dug out of a coal pit.
He had watched helplessly as the [Armed Dragon LV3] and the 4,000-ATK [Armed Dragon LV5] he had poured countless efforts into fielding-even paying 800 Life Points-failed to make the slightest splash before that shameless demon overhead chewed them up like two little crackers, leaving not a crumb behind.
Any normal duelist would probably have fallen apart on the spot after having their carefully constructed board wiped out in one go by such a forced transaction.
After his chest heaved several times, Chazz bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, forcibly suppressing the fury and panic that had surged to the top of his head and putting on an air of composure.
Why panic?!
What was there to panic about?!
*Sure, losing two Armed Dragons hurt enough to make me cough blood, but that smart aleck Yūki also handed me a [Lava Golem] with