Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc-V.
Day 7: Duel Fuel
He kept on dueling. Fighting. Roaring with all his soul along with his dragons, running and leaping around the field, all the while wishing he could fly.
And the audience roared in return. The flames on the field lit the fires of their spirits. The blood on the ground made theirs boil. The rage of the dragons made their thirst for carnage even stronger.
And he hated them for it. His dragons and his monsters hated them too. And so they fought even harder, had fun making them suffer, a deep burning in his gut that drove him further and further.
This hatred was their fuel. As long as the audience kept asking for more, he would give them more. He would duel harder, and crush everything under his heel. Until there was no more fuel to burn.