"Hmph...no, nothing can be done." Tobias responded. "The battleground for this theoretical fight lies within Willow...and that relic."
Looking at the rock in question, Tobias couldn't help but feel a sense of concern rising. He hadn't had prolong contact with these things, but since they had a influence in spirits...could Willow he contacting one right now? Then again, that could be a rash assumption. Perhaps Lance would need to be appraised of this...
.......
"Now, Hero kids, combine forces! Triple Threat: Multicolored Madness!!”
Three Hero Kids linked up their hands, forming a triangle of Blue, Green, and Red energies. Then, a flurry of mixed colors lashed out at a poor duelist's field. A Feral Imp, Luster Dragon, and Phantom Dewan were obliterated by the combo attack. The young duelist got teary eyed, sniffling as his field was utterly whipped. They sobbed before just turning around and running away, forfeiting the game in frustration.
"Hahahahaha! Looooooooser!" Weasel called out to him. "Pheeeew! So many weaklings think they can stop me today, pfffft! As if!"
The three hero kids high fived before vanishing off the field. Bix and Braxer grinned in at the display, glad to see Weasel back to his self. Well, mostly that is. Braxer walked up to him, putting his hands on his hips.
"Ha, true that boss. But you don't actually think this will make you feel better from that duel with that girl Bella, right?"
"Oh dear sweet stupid Braxer." Weasel retorted. "I'm not UPSET that wannabe hero won. In fact, it's been rather enlightening."
"Uh...h-how boss?" Bix asked.
"Oh, it just means that I need to twist a few strings and cut a few. But! Make no mistake, if I were using my real deck, it would have been a beating! Ha!"
"Sure..." Braxer chuckled. "No hard feelings there, eh?"
"Yo. Brax. Another word about it and you'll wake up covered in two years old syrup. Picking up what I'm throwing down?"
