"Huff... huff..."
Zaloog panted heavily, his face bruised and swollen. Beside him, Meanae and Cliff were both injured as well. As for Gorg and Chick, they were already locked inside transparent energy capsules, hanging upside down.
The man stood in front of them, a Duel Disk on his arm, an energy whip in his hand, and an amused smile on his face.
"That’s all you’ve got?" he sneered. "Come on, how about you just give up and come with me quietly?"
"Go lick your grandpa’s ass!"
Zaloog roared in fury.
"I haven’t even warmed up yet— cough, cough, cough—"
He tried to force himself forward, but after a few steps, his injuries seemed to flare. He dropped to one knee, clutching his chest.
Zaloog stared at the man, shocked.
The whole thing was just too strange.
That capture capsule, and that weird weapon in the man’s hand—the energy whip. They were clearly human technology, yet they could actually injure spirits like them.
Even shifting into a non-physical, intangible state didn’t help. All those weapons seemed capable of ignoring intangibility entirely; not even ghosts could avoid them.
And Zaloog could feel the wounds on his body right now too. This wasn’t damage to a temporary physical manifestation. It was a much deeper, more fundamental kind of injury.
He hadn’t even known it was possible for him to be hurt in this world.
"Boss!"
Meanae suddenly blurted out in surprise and relief.
Zaloog turned his head. "What?"
Then he immediately realized—oh, she wasn’t calling him.
She was calling their bigger boss.
Kira walked out from between the trees and came to stand before them. The burglars immediately started pouring out their grievances.
Meanae: "Boss, you’ve gotta stand up for us!"
In his capsule, Chick stretched his hands out as far as he could. "Boss! Help! Help!"
Kira frowned slightly, glancing first at the two spirits locked inside the capsules, then at the man across from him.
The man studied him for a moment as well, his own brows drawing together slightly.
"Huh. Didn’t expect that. I just randomly nab a few spirits, and it turns out the master behind them is actually the Duel King?"
"Let me guess," Kira stared at the man. "A spirit hunter?"
"As expected of the Duel King. Sharp eyes."
The man laughed.
"That’s right. I’m Trapper."
Kira remembered him now.
This guy also showed up in the GX anime, around this time in the story. The reason he’d come to Duel Academy Island was Jesse Anderson—or, more accurately, Jesse’s Crystal Beasts.
As the name suggested, Trappers specialized in hunting Duel Spirits. But unlike rare card hunters like Rare Hunters in DM, who relied on Shadow Duels or high-stakes gambling duels, Trappers were despised even in the official dueling world and among Shadow Duelists.
Because to them, dueling was a last resort, not the norm. Most of the time, they didn’t like using duels to hunt.
They preferred to just straight-up rob people.
Like they’d just demonstrated—they had their own technological means to injure and capture spirits. They liked to launch surprise attacks, taking advantage of moments when the master wasn’t paying attention, and use technology to snare spirits in a flash. Then they’d grab the spirits and run. If possible, they avoided a head-on duel with the spirit’s master.
That was why even Shadow Duelists looked down on this lot.

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