He tried to look tough under the pressure but barely his true feelings. She relished the sight of his torn clothes, his dirtied hair and face, the fear in his eyes most of all. Of course they were did wrong, as was plain for Maya to see. The CEOs of Honda and Mitsubishi let their little boy out into the real world, thinking he was a grown man who would fight through his competition. But this time Kaiba and Pegasus hosted a real tournament, something they didn’t do in ages. His financial backers merely saved him a seat in the final round where he beat the last champion. He breezed past every tournament, yet never really fought in them. With his hair fashionably died and spiked with gel, he looked more like an anime character than a real person.Īt fifteen years old, he was already crowned World Champion. Privately trained in Japan’s finest Duel Academy and usually dressed in immaculate attire, he was a prodigy bred for success. She hated Akira and everything he stood for. Maya felt her heart pound in anticipation and fear, yet also excitement at the extreme challenge before her while she felt her head build up in pressure from her wrath. The two duelists stared each other down, Akira overseen by the two Ghouls behind him, Maya flanked by Yukio by her side.
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