Bang bang bang!
Gunfire, shouting, then a string of blast-like sounds.
Thirty seconds later, Kira strolled leisurely across the room. Behind him, the goons lay sprawled everywhere.
In this world, goons with guns end up like this.
The door was blasted open. Kira stepped into the corridor outside. He moved along the hall; after only a few paces, someone slipped out from around a corner.
Black suit, sunglasses—a look straight out of The Matrix. Unlike the rabble who’d all been armed with guns, this guy wore a Duel Disk.
"Kid, you’ve got nerve barging in here. Do you know what this place is?"
"Mm... a baby products company?"
"Very funny." The man sneered and raised his Duel Disk. "Too bad you won’t be laughing in your grave."
Kira unfolded his Duel Disk as well.
Moments later—
"Submarineroid, direct attack."
"Submarineroid No. 2, direct attack."
"Quick-Play Spell ’Flash Fusion’—fuse the two submarines on the field to Fusion Summon Pair Cycroid, direct attack again!"
"Quick-Play Spell ’De-Fusion’—split the bike back into two submarines."
"Submarineroid, direct attack."
"..."
Kira retracted his Duel Disk and stepped over the black-suited man, continuing forward.
The man’s face was blank; his stylish shades were crooked, his body twitching now and then. His mouth hung open, emitting meaningless murmurs.
Two more duelists appeared along the way, each swaggering in and vowing to teach the intruder a lesson. They’d no doubt been local hotshots, proud of their skills.
Of course, after Kira shared a brisk, clarifying lesson in dueling, they seemed to change their minds.
The innermost room—that should be where Kagemaru was.
A heavy, reinforced metal door was secured with both password and fingerprints. Naturally, Kira let silence lead the way again—magic blew it open.
Inside, no lights—pitch-black, like you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.
He stepped in. Almost the instant he crossed the threshold, mechanisms in the walls on both sides triggered.
Sounded like a pair of machine guns.
Automated guns that activated upon sensing an intruder. Barrels locked onto Kira’s position and roared in staccato bursts.
Muzzles belched fire, bullets pouring downrange. As before, everything struck the invisible barrier about half a meter from Kira’s body.
White magic circles rippled around him like raindrops pelting a river. Warped slugs spun away and clinked across the floor.
He didn’t so much as flinch, walking through the hail of bullets like a man of steel.
A swordsman’s silhouette flickered behind him—blade drawn. Two arcs of invisible sword energy slashed left and right. The steel guns were cleaved in half and exploded into fireballs.

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