"That deck of yours..."
Yūgong Feiyue stared at the metal bomb, her expression utterly foul.
"You look so young, so why do you play like such a bastard?"
"Thanks for the compliment."
Yūki remained calm.
Secret Barrel's fuse had burned to its end, and the sparks were about to reach the explosives.
A ruthless glint flashed through Yūgong Feiyue's eyes, and she slammed her right hand toward her Duel Disk's hand slot!
"Trying to kill me in one turn? You've got a long way to go!"
"I activate the Quick-Play Spell from my hand-Emergency Provisions!"
Green images of a dinner plate, knife, and fork appeared on Yūgong Feiyue's field, followed by a crisp shattering sound from her Duel Disk's Spell and Trap Zone.
"I send any number of Spell and Trap Cards on my field other than this card to the Graveyard, and recover one thousand Life Points for each!"
Yūgong Feiyue clenched her teeth, pointing straight at the phantom castle behind her.
"I send the Continuous Spell on my field, Vampire's Domain, to the Graveyard!"
Rumble!
The cold, sinister castle that had only just risen collapsed with a crash, turning into great billows of pale, concentrated life essence that poured madly into Yūgong Feiyue's body.
[Yūgong Feiyue: 1500 → 2500]
The green glow of her healing forced the black mist back half a foot, and even the torn edges of her red dress barely stabilized.
Yūgong Feiyue's chest heaved violently as she forced a cruel sneer onto her lips.
"During your own turn, you can activate Quick-Play Spells straight from your hand! That bomb of yours won't kill me!"
Yūki raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? Cutting off an arm to survive? You even ate your own archetype's field-style Continuous Spell?"
His gaze remained calm as he watched the