Slotting his deck into place and securing his Duel Disk, Kira stood up and left the room.
But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a faint tremor from the inside pocket of his jacket.
He paused, reaching in to pull out the mini Millennium Puzzle—the sealing device.
It seemed that just now, this thing had moved slightly.
Up to now, it had only reacted to powerful dark forces, remaining dormant otherwise. Could it be that this next duel, which would determine whether he or Kaiba would face the root of Orichalcos directly, was what triggered the reaction?
Or perhaps it was because of the longstanding connection between Kaiba and Atem. They had always been fated rivals, entwined in a love-hate fate for over three thousand years. That it would respond to Kaiba and the power of his White Dragon wasn’t surprising.
But now, holding it in his hand, it seemed to have gone still again.
Kira considered for a moment. Whatever the case, he decided to wear it around his neck.
Who knew if it would help, but better to have it. Not only for his duel with Kaiba—if he had to face the Arbiter at the end, it would probably come in handy.
Walking down the long corridor and stepping onto the dueling field, he saw that Kaiba had already been waiting.
"You’re here," Kaiba said, slowly opening his closed eyes to look at Kira.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. President," Kira replied, taking his place opposite.
Kaiba chuckled quietly.
"So much change in just half a year," he said calmly. "Fujiki Kira, let’s see if I was wrong about you. I’ll use this duel to find out."
Kira said nothing, just activated his Duel Disk.
There was no need for pleasantries with Kaiba—dueling was the best form of communication.
"Duel!" they both declared.
[Kira, LP 4000]
[Kaiba, LP 4000]
Kira glanced at his Duel Disk. The indicator light for first turn was lit.
"No need for politeness, then. I’ll take the first move. My turn, draw."
He drew, quickly selecting two cards.
"I set a monster face-down in defense position, and another card face-down in the back row. End my turn."
"My turn, draw!"
Kaiba drew with a shout, and it was as if a whirlwind swept across the field.
"Spell Card: Graceful Charity. Draw three cards, then discard two."
He drew three, then discarded two.
"Next, I activate the Spell Card: Trade-In. I discard an 8-star ’Blue-Eyes White Dragon’ from my hand to draw two more cards."
After switching out cards, Kaiba immediately played another.
"Then I activate the Continuous Spell: Different Dimension Hangar!"
The spell card appeared, its power forming a pitch-black vortex in midair.
His Duel Disk glowed pale blue, rapidly searching his deck. Three cards popped out automatically.
He pulled the cards and threw them into the air, where they briefly transformed into three mecha projections before vanishing into the vortex.
"Different Dimension Hangar lets me banish three Union monsters of Level 4 or lower from my deck." Kaiba declared. "’Y-Dragon Head’, ’Z-Metal Tank’, and ’W-Wing Catapult’—banish them!" (Anime Card)
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