Chapter 98: Damn It, He Really Pulled It Off!

"This card's effect: while Ojama Green, Ojama Yellow, and Ojama Black are all present on my field, destroy every card on my opponent's field!"

Rowan swept his hand toward Chazz's monsters and face-down cards in one broad gesture.

"Go get him, you three. Trash monsters with a little bit of use."

"Understood!"

The Ojama brothers punched the air in unison, practically bursting with enthusiasm, then launched themselves upward. Mid-air, they slammed their three drums together and began spinning rapidly, forming a rotating circle of yellow, green, and black that blurred into a single churning ring of color.

It expanded outward and descended over Chazz's field like a noose.

"Ojama Delta Hurricane!!"

"What... what IS that?!"

Chazz went pale, stumbling back a step with cold sweat running down his face. But the ring had already swallowed his field whole. Three pairs of red underwear spun lazily inside the vortex.

Then the explosion hit.

Armed Dragon LV7 let out a shrieking roar as it shattered apart into fragments. Royal Decree, still active on the field, collapsed into particles. The remaining face-down card Chazz hadn't even had the chance to use was swept away along with everything else.

His entire field was gone.

The Ojama brothers flipped back to Rowan's side and exchanged enthusiastic high-fives.

"I can't believe we actually took down a monster that powerful!"

"See? 'Trash monsters with a little bit of use' really does suit us perfectly!" Ojama Green nodded along vigorously, tongue flapping.

"Maybe we should ask big bro to upgrade it to 'trash monsters with quite a bit of use'?" Ojama Black suggested, nose twitching hopefully.

Rowan's eye twitched watching them.

He genuinely had no idea how to respond to three monsters with this level of commitment to their own mediocre self-image.

The dedication to being proud trash was, in its own way, admirable.

...

"He cleared out every last piece of Chazz's defense in one move!" Jasmine and Mindy, flanking Alexis in the stands, exclaimed with visible excitement.

"The whole situation has flipped," Alexis said, arms folded, a quiet smile on her face.

"How... how is this possible?! My Armed Dragon LV7 and Royal Decree, destroyed by garbage monsters like Ojama?!"

Chazz stared at his completely empty field, fists clenched, teeth grinding. Especially when he thought back to what Rowan had said moments ago, that smug smile and the casual declaration that Chazz had nothing on the field.

He'd been played. Completely.

[Ding! Chazz's Emotion Points +300!]

"My turn ends."

Rowan concluded his turn with quiet satisfaction, the system chime ringing pleasantly in his ears.

...

"My turn. Draw!"

"Hmph. Rowan, your biggest mistake was assuming that destroying my Armed Dragon LV7 once meant you'd never have to face it again."

Chazz glanced at his hand after drawing and immediately broke into a smirk, eyes fixed on Rowan.

"What?! Does Chazz have a way to bring Armed Dragon LV7 back?!"

Bastion and the others in the stands felt the atmosphere shift instantly.

"Armed Dragon LV7 can't be Special Summoned by any method other than Armed Dragon LV5's effect," Chancellor Sheppard said from the front row, expression grave. "But Armed Dragon LV5 can be revived from the Graveyard."

"Which means at the end of the turn it could evolve straight into LV7 all over again?" Professor Crowler asked, face scrunching with dread.

"Heh. It doesn't even need to be that complicated." Principal Foster leaned back with his arms folded, clearly enjoying the chance to needle his bald rival. "If Chazz has a Spell Card called Level Up! in his hand, he can skip the conditions entirely and evolve Armed Dragon LV5 directly into LV7 on the spot."

Chancellor Sheppard's expression went constipated.

He didn't disagree.

"Then all four of Rowan's Ojama monsters would get wiped out by Armed Dragon LV7's effect in one shot... this can't be happening," Syrus said, deflating visibly.

Everyone else turned their attention back to the field, watching intently to see whether Chazz genuinely had a way to revive his dragon, and whether Rowan had anything ready to counter it.

At the very least, Royal Decree was gone now. Which meant the two face-down cards on Rowan's field were fully active again.

Those who knew Rowan well, Jaden, Bastion, and the others, exchanged a silent look of mutual understanding.

Those face-downs were not something to take lightly.

"Let me show you what it looks like when Armed Dragon LV7 comes back in a single turn, Rowan. Watch closely. Don't blink."

Chazz mirrored Rowan's earlier words back at him with a crooked grin, visibly trying to reclaim some dignity.

He reached for his hand, ready to activate Monster Reborn and revive Armed Dragon LV5.

But Rowan's voice came first.

"Chazz, you're wrong again. Are you sure you still have the ability to Special Summon anything right now?"

At Chazz's sharp "What?!", Rowan's smile widened, and he gestured toward the two face-down cards on his field with a sweep of his hand.

"Activate face-down Trap Cards: Ojama Trio and Ojama Duo!"

Both traps flipped simultaneously. One showed the Ojama brothers posed dramatically under a spotlight. The other showed a similar scene with a red and blue pair of Ojamas taking the stage.

"Ojama Trio?! Ojama Duo?!"

Chazz blinked, thrown completely off balance.

So did everyone else watching.

Nobody had any idea what either of these traps actually did.

They appeared to be cards almost no one had encountered before. But just looking at the ridiculous illustrations of the Ojama creatures striking their absurd poses, the audience had a collective, sinking feeling that whatever these traps did, it was probably not going to be pleasant for whoever was on the receiving end.