Despite his grating mind, his voice resounded, determined and powerful.
"Destroy that fake dragon!"
The ant chimaera blurred into motion, savagery gaining his eyes as he activated its effect.
In the blink of an eye, its dark silhouette reappeared behind the creature, mandible wide open.
Before it could bite down, Mia's snicker and the noise of a card being slapped disturbed the silence.
"I discard the netherworld's protector. From the graveyard, he protects my monster from destruction once."
Her condescending tone and the superior wink she cast at him caused his lips to purse in annoyance. Yet, the reminder that followed made him slap the desk in rage.
"Of course, the spell field applies, too."
CLANG
A sudden ethereal barrier encased the dragon in a shimmering hue of dancing colors. Sparks flew on the field a split second later as the chimaera's mandibles collided with it.
