Phil: 4000 Rebecca: 4000

  “I’ll go first!” Rebecca’s confident voice boomed through the shop. Phil treated her to a raised eyebrow in response.

  "Not feeling up to a coin flip or rock-paper-scissors, huh?"

  She put her hands against her sides and raised her nose into the air with a confident smirk.

  “Nope! I’m a lady, so I get to choose! It’s what all gentlemen should allow, isn’t that right, Grandpa?”

  Amidst a steady stream of 'ohohohos' from the two elders in the room, Phil frantically looked around until, with a look of mock surprise, he smacked his fist into his upturned palm as if he were remembering a crucial bit of information.

  “Fair point! However, I have never before in my life, nor in any previous life, declared myself as a gentleman! Chivalry is dead and I killed it! What say you to that, allegedly-not-small child?”

  Rebecca fell silent. If any of the other people in the room could have seen straight into her head, they would have been able to observe the gears turning in her mind. Then her face morphed into a look of anger that, combined with the two pigtails atop her head, utterly failed to look even remotely intimidating.

  “Yeah, well I’m still gonna go first! Call it the privilege of the young, like Gramps does! Bleh!" She eventually spat like a cat that had just found itself with a pail of water dumped over it. The final 'bleh' was punctuated by her sticking out her tongue, which left Phil's shoulders shaking with repressed laughter.

  “Alright, alright. Good point. I cede the first turn to you, fair lady.”

  Rebecca whipped the top card off her deck to start her turn. Her eyes narrowed into a glare. “How about this then? I summon Sangan (1000/600) in defense mode! Following that, I place one card face down and activate the spell card Swords of Revealing Light! You can't attack for three of your turns now!"

  Phil blinked in surprise as the otherwise ordinary-looking table he and Rebecca were seated at suddenly blazed with light. Two small holograms buzzed to life – one a round blob of brown fur with four clawed, green, leathery limbs poking out, and the other three swords of glowing light which separated Phil’s side of the field from Rebecca’s. He shot a curious glance at Solomon, who was leaning against the counter alongside Arthur Hawkins to spectate the duel.

  “Young Kaiba’s newest advancement in solid vision technology, my boy!” The jolly old man explained. “The whippersnapper found a way to distill all the old tech in his bulky battle boxes down to a smaller table that can easily fit in a shop like mine. The legs are hollow so the cables can run through them, into the ground, and then they tap into the local electricity lines. Got it for free, too. The lad sent it by, something about hating debts. Ohohoho! What a vibrant boy that Seto Kaiba is!”

  Phil turned his attention back to the table. “You don’t say…”

  Had there been something like this in the manga? He could've sworn it went from the battle box to the spinning top thing to the duel disk. Was this new, or had it merely never had a chance to show itself in the manga? Phil shook his head slightly. Not that it mattered. It was a piece of cool tech, but ultimately it hardly changed anything.

  “I end my turn.”

  Phil drew a card and considered the field. Ordinarily Sangan would be summoned entirely for the purpose of being destroyed by battle. Yet Rebecca had put Swords of Revealing Light on the field, which would prevent Phil from attacking for three of his turns. Did she intend to use the little brown shit as tribute fodder? It was a good use for it. Well… time to make sure.

  “Okay. Fine by me. I activate The Forceful Sentry. This spell card lets me look at your hand and force you to shuffle one of those cards back into your deck.

  Rebecca puffed out her cheeks in an adorable pout but ultimately revealed the contents of her hand to Phil. He rubbed his chin, once more internally cursing his lack of a beard to sagely run his hand through.

  “Interesting hand.”

  Rebecca was silent. Her eyes carefully watched his, but otherwise her expression was set in a careful poker face that allowed not a scrap of information to leak through.

  “Hm. Yes, interesting hand. As funny as it would be to get rid of that… I think it would be better to do this. Shuffle that Mirror Force back into your deck, wouldn’t you?”

  Rebecca seemed to physically deflate once Phil made his choice. He didn’t blame her. Mirror Force was a hell of a card, and she’d probably kept it in her hand for the express force of keeping it safe from backrow destruction until her Swords of Revealing Light left the field. It was a decent plan considering Heavy Storm was also a hell of a card.

  “I’ll place one monster in face-down defense position and pass my turn.”

  Rebecca drew a card. She stuck out her tongue again, a gesture which once more Phil mimicked, causing her to stick out her tongue harder, which Phil mimicked, and so on and so forth until Rebecca’s face was strained. She pounded the table with her fist and let out a ‘grah!’ of anger. Phil’s shoulders shook as he fought to hold in his laughter. The girl seemed to be a pretty solid duelist, but seriously… messing with her was far too much fun.

  “Stupidface!” Rebecca growled out. “Try this on for size! I summon Cannon Soldier (1400/1300) in attack mode! Battle phase! Cannon Soldier, blast away the face-down monster!”

  A purple and tan colored machine with a large cannon attached to its shoulders reared back and fired a blast at Phil’s face-down monster, only for Phil to reveal it with a wide smile.

  “Sorry kiddo, here’s Fiber Jar (500/500)! Fella should be banned, but it ain’t so here we are! It’ll die to your Cannon Soldier, but not before its flip effect forces both of us to shuffle all cards from our hands, fields, and graveyards back into our decks! Then we get to draw five cards each! Love me a good ol’ mulligan, don’t ya think?”

  Rebecca wrinkled her nose in disgust at the card, only for Phil to cheerfully explain, "Oh, don't give me that, you run Cannon Soldier. I know what kind of person you are!"

  This was true. Phil knew well that after attacking, Rebecca would have gone right into her second main phase and popped off Cannon Soldier's effect – an ability that would allow her to sacrifice a monster on her side of the field to inflict 500 points of damage to her opponent's life points.

  Not only that, but by sacrificing Sangan to pay that cost, she would also be able to activate the brown furball’s effect to add a monster with 1500 or fewer attack points from her deck to her hand. The target could be another Sangan, or a Witch of the Black Forest, or any other card that could replace itself easily. With Swords of Revealing Light on the field, that meant unless Phil used a card effect to destroy Cannon Soldier, Rebecca would be able to inflict a frightening amount of effect damage before he even got a chance to attack.

  With Fiber Jar, however, Phil was able to metaphorically flip the table on a turn where Rebecca had already burned her normal summon.

  “Fine!” She growled out. “I end my turn.”

  Phil drew a card to add to his entirely new hand. He glanced at it and let out a full round of gleeful, cackling laughter to Rebecca’s general confusion.

  “Here we go! Now, I know I can’t do the full strategy since that ratface Kaiba is too much of a coward to free Chaos Emperor Dragon – Envoy of the End from the confines of the banlist, but here’s a good friend of mine out to represent! Solomon, a drumroll please!”

  Solomon Muto let out another ‘ohohohoho’ and obliged, slapping his palms against the countertop while Phil put on his best wrestling announcer’s voice.

  “Presenting the one, the only, the spirit that haunts the waking nightmares of every duelist from the early 2000s, Yata-Garasu (200/100)! Oh, and what’s this, you have an open field ripe for the taking!”

  Rebecca jumped back in her seat, letting out another catlike hiss that was a mixture of displeasure and outright hatred directed at both Phil and the tiny purple crow he had summoned.

  "Phil, you are an utter asshole, you know that, right?" Lumina laughed out. "I mean, come on, even I know that’s a dick move to pull, and against a child at that!”

  “Hey I want my frogs and I want them now! I don’t care how many war crimes I have to commit to get them!” Phil exclaimed back, so absorbed in his excitement that he hardly even noticed the looks of confusion directed at him from Rebecca, Solomon, and Arthur as he suddenly spoke to what was a patch of thin air from their point of view.

  “Now! Battle phase! Yata-Garasu, attack directly and pay no heed to the Geneva Suggestion!”

  Phil: 4000 Rebecca: 3800

  The beak of the crow bit a shallow chunk out of Rebecca’s life points, but her flinch was sharp enough to make it seem like it was a Blue-Eyes White Dragon that attacked her, instead of a crow with only 200 attack points.

  “As you all know, when Yata gets any amount of battle damage off, my opponent has to skip their next draw phase.”

  “Only stupid-faces run that card.” Rebecca grumbled out.

  Phil blanched backward with an expression of mock surprise, only to lean forward with a lopsided grin. “I know that’s what you are, so what am I~" He sang out in a deliberately off-key voice.

  “Argh!” Rebecca pulled at her face. “Just end your freaking turn!”

  "With pleasure," Phil smirked in a way that made everyone in the room want to punch him. "I place one card face down and go to my end phase. Since he's a spirit monster, Yata-Garasu returns to my hand. That's it for me."

  “My turn.” Rebecca said through gritted teeth. She glared at him, but Phil was unable to take the threatening expression seriously when combined with her pigtails and her half-moon glasses. He suppressed the urge to pat her on the head and offer to buy her ice cream (mainly because of the creeping possibility in the back of his mind that doing so might cause Rebecca to attempt to rip out his throat with her teeth).

  “I don’t get to draw, but hah! I don’t need to! Your dumb Fiber Jar gave me all the pieces I need to beat you up! See, I’ve figured your deck out! If you can’t attack directly, you crumble like a piece of moldy ol’ plaster wall! Check this combo out! I summon Mother Grizzly (1400/1000) in attack mode!”

  “An unbearable play!” Phil clapped his hands to his cheeks. Lumina doubled over, miming the act of vomiting with a series of retching noises that were ever-increasing in volume.

  Rebecca pointed toward Phil with flashing eyes.

  “Mother Grizzly! Attack directly!”

  The brown-furred grizzly bear charged forward, but Phil was faster than that. He flipped over his face-down card with a relaxed smile on his face.

  “Sorry, but that activates my trap card! The continuous trap card, Ultimate Offering! During my main phase or your battle phase, I can pay 500 life points to normal summon or set a monster! I’ll be doing that now to smack down a monster in face-down defense position!”

  Phil: 3500 Rebecca: 3800

  Rebecca let out a snarl that was more cute than intimidating, owing to her overall short stature.

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  “Whatever! Mother Grizzly, destroy the face-down!”

  Phil snapped his fingers. “Oh, you’ll love this! She’ll die, but Witch of the Black Forest (1100/1200) is meant to do that! When the witch gets sent to the graveyard, I can add one monster with 1500 or fewer defense points from my deck to my hand! Come to my hand, Asura Priest (1700/1200)!”

  Once more Rebecca blanched backward upon recognizing the card Phil had added to his hand. He internally nodded. Yup. Half his deck was scavenged from the asshole he'd killed in the upside-down castle. Only, he knew how to play the deck a good thousand percent better than whatever that fucker's name had been could play it. Yata-fucking-lock, featuring plenty of board resets, a way to shit out monsters through Ultimate Offering, and plenty~ of alternatives to the sadly departed Chaos Emperor Dragon, may Kaiba suffer a thousand mild and difficult to locate itchy sensations on his skin for banning a card as fun as that.

  Rebecca's face, however, did not stay like that for long. Her lips widened into an evil grin, and she placed a card face down before ending her turn.

  Phil raised an eyebrow. Rebecca’s evil grin widened in response, causing Phil to naturally raise his other eyebrow. Her grin widened as far as it could go. Then, as quickly as a striking snake, Phil stuck out his tongue as far as he could while waggling his eyebrows, causing Rebecca’s evil smile to dissolve into a fit of surprised laughter.

  “I don’t know what you have set face-down, but as I always say, there’s no better way to find out than to run right into it! I summon Asura Priest (1700/1200) in attack mode, and follow it by paying 500 life points to normal summon Yata-Garasu (200/100) also in attack mode. Battle phase!”

  "Ha!" Rebecca shouted after mastering her amusement, "At the start of your battle phase, I'll activate a continuous trap of my own! Check this out, Gravity Bind! All level four or higher monsters on the field cannot attack!”

  A net of green energy spread out to cover the field, bogging down every monster other than the purple crow so that they could not move. Phil let out a whoop of joy at seeing one of his favorite stall cards hit the field, only to then rapidly steel his expression into that of a hardened dueling veteran.

  "Fine by me, girlie," He growled out in his best smoker's voice, "but I'll be taking my due anyway! From my hand, I activate the quick-play spell card, Offerings to the Doomed! It lets me destroy one face-up monster on the field in return for skipping my next draw phase!"

  “No! You goober!” Rebecca shouted as a gleaming gold vase smashed into the head of Mother Grizzly until the poor animal died of blunt force trauma.

  “Yes indeed!” Phil stood up and shouted, holding his arms out wide. “Not only that, but since it’s not destruction via battle, you don’t get to activate Mother Grizzly’s effect! Furthermore, Yata-Garasu is level two! Yata, lock the small child’s hand for another turn! Attack directly!”

  Once more the crow leaped forward to give Rebecca a light, almost apologetic peck right in the life points.

  Phil: 3000 Rebecca: 3600

  “I’m not small! I’m not! I’m not!” Rebecca stamped her foot into the ground with every ‘not’ for further emphasis. Yet, as ever, Phil had a retort.

  "Mate, your head is level with my waist. I could fold you up and punt you if I want to. If that isn't 'small' status, I don't know what is."

  Rebecca bared her teeth and curled her fingers in a clawlike gesture. "Try it old man, I dare you!"

  "I think she could beat you in a fight, Phil. You might be twice her size, but that kid looks to be the type to more than make up for that disadvantage with pure spite.”

  Phil blanched backward, ignoring Lumina's probably correct judgment. “Old man? Dude, I’m in my 20s! How is that old?”

  “Old man!”

  “Small child!”

  “Old man!”

  “Small child!”

  “Old!”

  “Small!”

  “Old!”

  “If you’re that, what am I?”

  “AHHRGH!” Rebecca threw her hands up in the air. Phil sat back and mimed smoking an invisible victory cigar.

  “Ahhh… feels good to be superior to the short one.” He let out a puff of invisible smoke. Rebecca wrinkled her nose.

  "Yeah, whatever. Just end your turn old man. Baldie.”

  "Roger that boss. In my second main phase, I'll place a card face down and move to my end phase. As they are both spirit monsters, Asura Priest and Yata-Garasu return to my hand.”

  “My turn.” Rebecca gritted out. As before, she had to skip her draw phase. She had three cards left in her hand. However, there was a calculating look in her eyes. Her gaze flicked to the life point counter, noting that Phil’s points were ticking down at a much faster rate than hers. Then a smirk formed on her face.

  “Heh.” She laughed evilly. “I summon Injection Fairy Lily (400/1500) in attack mode!”

  Phil caught himself mere moments before he would have said a few words that would have been deemed unsuitable for the ears of a child.

  “Golly gosh dang gee wiz.” He choked out after mentally reminding himself that it wasn’t a good idea to accidentally teach an eight-year-old large numbers of new curse words.

  This fairy, with pink hair, pure white wings, a stereotypical nurse uniform, who clutched a comically large needle… was perhaps the most terrifying monster to be played thus far.

  Rebecca let out another “Heh.”, accompanied by a look of such incredible smugness that Phil did not even think was possible to achieve.

  “She’s a level three monster. Battle phase. Attack directly.”

  Phil frantically flipped over his face-down. "Not ideal, but I'll take this over losing! Here's Call of the Haunted, bringing back my only choice! Witch of the Black Forest (1100/1200) in attack mode!"

  The purple-haired, black robed witch sprang onto the field, took one wide-eyed look at Rebecca's monster, and composed her face into one that was resigned to an immediate and brutal death. The fairy halted in midair, casting a curious glance back to her master.

  Rebecca nodded. "It won't be the end, but I'll continue the attack anyway! Lily, destroy the old man's monster! During the damage calculation, I activate her effect! By paying 2000 life points, her attack points get boosted by 3000 during the damage calculation only!"

  Injection Fairy Lily (400/1500 -> 3400/1500).

  The fairy’s attack slammed into Witch of the Black Forest with all the force of a thousand blows (or perhaps three thousand in this case), turning the monster into dust in a matter of seconds.

  Phil: 700 Rebecca: 1600

  Phil let out a whistle of appreciation, though he did not forget to activate the effect of Witch of the Black Forest to add Morphing Jar #2 (800/700) to his hand. As soon as Rebecca moved to the end of her battle phase, Phil held out a finger and used Ultimate Offering’s effect one last time to set his newly added jar face down onto the field.

  Phil: 200 Rebecca: 1600

  “Playing with fire, huh?” Rebecca playfully asked.

  Phil shrugged. “Maybe. Do you run Sparks?”

  “Nope.”

  “Pity.”

  Rebecca's turn ended with one card being placed face down, leaving only one card left in her hand. It was a precaution Phil understood. With her life points the way they were, Rebecca could no longer use the effect of Injection Fairy Lily. Frankly, he was of the opinion that she should have held her effect for later, but on the other hand, using it this turn did do quite a number on Phil’s options.

  His turn started, skipping over his draw phase just like Rebecca had.

  “Right-o. I flip summon Morphing Jar #2 (800/700). Its flip effect is a little weird. Every monster on the field will get shuffled back into the deck. Then, we both excavate cards from the top of our decks until we reach the same number of monsters we shuffled back. Any level four or lower monsters get special summoned to the field in face-down defense position, and the rest of the excavated cards get sent straight to the graveyard.”

  Rebecca nodded along to his explanation. As one, they both revealed cards from the top of their decks, card by card, until they each reached a monster. Rebecca’s monster was revealed to be another Cannon Soldier (1400/1300), which caused Phil’s eyebrows to raise by a fraction. Meanwhile, Phil set Magician of Faith (300/400).

  It was a conundrum. Magician of Faith would have ordinarily been quite useful, if not for the fact that it couldn't be flip summoned on the turn it was set, and if Rebecca reached her turn with Cannon Soldier still intact, he would lose.

  Phil let out a sigh. His eyes closed, and then they flashed wide open, filled to the brim with a duelist’s fighting spirit. He muttered something that was imperceptible to anyone else’s ears. Then he muttered it again. And again. Louder with each time.

  “I love gambling.”

  “I love gambling.”

  “I love gambling!”

  “I LOVE GAMBLING! PUT IT ALL ON BLACK BABY! LET’S GOOOOOO!!!! RAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH”

  Phil stood up to his full height and slammed a card onto the table.

  “I SACRIFICE MAGICIAN OF FAITH TO TRIBUTE SUMMON BLOWBACK DRAGON (2300/1200)!”

  As a metal dragon with no arms and a gun for a head stomped onto the field, Phil raised his head to the heavens and shouted as loud as he could, “I LOVE GAMBLINGGGG!!!!!!!!”

  Then, as if it hadn’t happened at all (while Rebecca stared at him with her hair all frizzled up in surprise), Phil calmly sat down and activated the effect of Blowback Dragon.

  “Blowback’s effect. By targeting your face-down Cannon Soldier, I will toss a coin three times. If at least two of the results are heads, the target dies.”

  In all truthfulness, there was one other good potential target – Gravity Bind. The very same card that was preventing Phil from attacking with the majority of his strong cards. However, what worried Phil was Rebecca's face-down card. It could be nothing. It could be a bluff. Or it could be something. He already knew she had at least one Mirror Force in her deck. Considering that, he had to treat every face-down spell/trap card she had as a serious danger at this point in the game. Yet he still had no choice but to do his best in taking out the Cannon Soldier.

  Like in the battle boxes, a holographic coin formed in the middle of the table and spun itself into the air.

  Heads.

  Tails.

  Phil held his breath. I love gambling, he repeated in his mind. I love gambling.

  Rebecca stared at the coin with such force that it was as if she was trying to use mind magic to influence the final toss. Her face began to turn purple with effort.

  Heads.

  “YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!” Phil leaped to his feet, pounding his chest and barking like a dog. Blowback Dragon reared its gun-head back, letting loose a rain of bullets that shredded the defending Cannon Soldier to pieces.

  “You really are a child…” Lumina groaned.

  Rebecca put her head into her hands. She let out another “Arrgghh!”, seemingly more annoyed by Phil’s antics than that of an easy victory being snatched from her fingertips.

  “Heh.” Phil easily matched his own smug aura to what Rebecca’s had been earlier. “Blowback Dragon? More like GOATback Dragon!”

  “Yeah yeah. You just got lucky.”

  Phil shrugged. “Hey, I don’t remember who said it first, but they say luck’s also a skill. Anyway, I’ll throw down a facedown and end my turn since I still can’t attack.”

  “And I~ get to draw now!” Rebecca smugly announced, finally taking a card off the top of her deck to add to her hand. Her eyes lit up.

  “Heh! This is a super useful card! Not what I drew, of course, but what I set earlier! Yeah, that’s right, I placed a bluff! I activate my face-down card, Lightning Vortex, discarding Imperial Order as fuel to destroy all face-up monsters you control!”

  “Nope, not even close!” Phil shot back. He snapped his fingers and then revealed his face-down card. “Here’s Book of Moon! By targeting my own Blowback Dragon to flip into face-down defense position, I can save its butt from the scary lightning shower!”

  The metal form of Blowback Dragon disappeared right in the nick of time, seconds before a massive lightning storm struck down to hit its former position. Rebecca, however, was not far behind. As soon as the lightning ceased, another card was revealed in her hand.

  “Fine by me! I summon Raging Flame Sprite (100/200)!”

  It was the final card left in Rebecca's hand. Phil knew it well enough. Raging Flame Sprite was one of the kinds of monsters that started weak, but would increase its attack points each time it nailed a direct attack. In this instance, Raging Flame Sprite would gain 1000 attack points for each successful direct strike. Not only that, but even if Phil had monsters on the field, part of its effect allowed it to attack directly anyway.

  “It’s level three, ya know? Raging Flame Sprite, attack directly!”

  Phil: 100 Rebecca: 1600

  The flames surrounding the strange fire pixie increased in strength.

  Raging Flame Sprite (100/200 -> 1100/200).

  “I end my turn.”

  Phil let out a ‘phew’ of exhaustion. “Seems like we’re both down to the wire, huh?”

  Rebecca did not respond, though the sheer focus on her expression told him well enough what she was thinking. He drew a card to start his turn.

  “I flip summon Blowback Dragon.” He took in a deep breath. His eyes flashed once more with fighting spirit. “Gamblin’ time. Blowback Dragon activates its effect. The target is your Gravity Bind.”

  Once more, the coin spun into the air. Unlike a physical coin it did not glint in the light, nor did it have any weight to it as it clattered back onto the table.

  Heads.

  “Another one.” Phil said. His voice was monotone in its focus.

  Tails.

  His fist clenched. Rebecca held her breath. Both duelists knew this could very well be the deciding factor of the game.

  “Another one.”

  Tails.

  Phil sat back. He threw his hands up in the air in disgust, while Rebecca pumped her fists and gave a whooping cheer.

  “Baldie baldie baldie! Old man! Gambling addict! Gambling addict!” Rebecca chanted.

  Even Lumina joined in. Making a phone gesture with one hand, she imitated the ringing of a cellphone. “Ring ring! Ring ring! Oh, look Phil! It’s Gambling Addicts Anonymous! They want you as their eternal president! Don’t worry! I already told them you accept the position.”

  Phil bowed his head to accept all of her taunts. And then…

  “Heh.”

  As if the failed coin flip had never happened, Phil raised his head and fixed Rebecca with a look of extreme smugness to such an extent that everyone in the room felt the desire to punch him in the schnoz.

  “We can do this the slow way, then. I summon Yata-Garasu (200/100) in attack mode.”

  “That doesn’t have enough attack points to matter!” Rebecca spat out.

  Phil acknowledged her point with a dip of his head.

  “Right you are, oh ye of little height. Counterpoint. United We Stand. By equipping it to Yata-Garasu, it gains 800 attack and defense points for each monster I control. Oh, and as you remember, the crow is level two. It can slip under the net of Gravity Bind.”

  Yata-Garasu (200/100 -> 1800/1700).

  “Time for Yata beatdown, which is a phrase I never would have thought I would ever say. Battle phase. Yata-Garasu attacks Raging Flame Sprite.”

  The purple crow, looking extremely surprised at its newfound physical power, tore into the flame sprite with its beak until the monster was nothing more than a few bloody, holographic scraps on the tabletop.

  Phil: 100 Rebecca: 900

  “Dang. 800 more points of damage and we coulda’ been twinsies.” Phil groused.

  Rebecca stuck out her tongue at him. "Yeah, right! As if I'd ever want to be twinsies with an old bald gambling addict like you!"

  “Hey!” Phil retorted, “I have a majestic mane of hair, thank you very much, Shortie McShort-Shorts!”

  “Whatever! Just end your turn already!”

  Phil shrugged. It hardly mattered. Both of them knew that. Rebecca no longer had any cards in her hand, and since Yata-Garasu had inflicted battle damage to her, Rebecca's draw phase would be skipped. Essentially, the game was already over unless Phil had a heart attack and died in his seat.

  Yata-Garasu returned to Phil's hand, causing the equipped United We Stand to fall away to the graveyard along the way.

  “Pass.”

  Rebecca looked at him with narrowed eyes. She crossed her arms and pouted.

  “Pass.”

  Phil drew a card.

  “Oh. This’ll do just fine. I summon Cyber Jar in attack mode. Jar, finish her off, if you will.”

  And that was that. A giant metal jar with one big green eye and a fanged mouth stuck in a permanent grin chomped its way through the last of Rebecca’s life points.

  Phil: 100 Rebecca: 0

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