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"Oooohhhhh! I can't believe my baby sister is going to Beacon with me! This is the best day ever!"

"Please… stop…" Ruby gasped out, Yang's hug just as enthusiastic and oxygen intolerant as ever.

Fortunately, her sister got the message that it would be difficult to cuddle her if she suffocated her to death, so Yang pulled back. Not that she didn't still look just as excited, her fingers nearly pinching Ruby's cheeks.

"But I'm so proud of you!" she cooed.

Ruby sighed. "Really, sis, it was nothing."

"What do you mean it was nothing? It was incredible! You threw down with a wanted criminal and got into Beacon two years early!" Yang cheered, amazingly not drawing the eye of every other student in the courtyard. "Everyone here is going to think you're the bees' knees."

"I don't want to be the bees' knees, I don't wanna be any kind of knees. I just want to be a normal girl, with normal knees," Ruby protested, trying to shrink back into her cloak.

Yang's cheer instantly evaporated into concern. "What's with you? Aren't you excited?"

"Of course, I'm excited, it's just… well… I got moved ahead two years," Ruby muttered. "I don't want anyone to think I'm special."

"Ruby, you are special," Yang insisted, shooting her a small smile. "I mean, you're fifteen and you can use a duel anchor and synchro summon. That's crazy awesome!"

"You can do those things too. Heck, dad's been teaching you to double t—"

"The point is you're amazing. And you don't need to worry about what anyone else might think of you. Your real friends will like you for the duelist you are."

Ruby chuckled nervously, glancing all around their new surroundings. The airship ride to Beacon had been a quick one (if longer for that one guy who'd puked), bringing the two prospective hunting duelists at last to the academy that would beat their hot iron into cold, hard steel. It was a grand castle, its courtyard resplendent with marble and other shining stone. At its center was a magnificent statue, a false Ursa cowering before a duelist surrounded by three giant dragons he'd summoned: one green, one black, and one a light brown, close to orange. All around, prospective students muddled through the grounds of the legendary school.

"I guess you're right," she said. "I mean, worst comes to worst, I'll still have you. We'll be special together."

"Eh, about that," Yang squeaked, nervously rubbing the back of her prized golden hair. "I kind of—needtogodosomethingreallyimportantseeyoulaterbye!"

"Wait what?!"

Too late. Yang had already dashed away, a trail of dust in her wake. Ruby was sent spinning. Her vision swirled all around as she stumbled through the courtyard. Maybe if she was lucky, the tree she'd eventually hit would be softer than the others.

"Ow!"

Oh, hey, this tree really wasn't so bad—and she didn't hit a tree.

As her vision came back into focus, she caught sight of the petite girl she'd accidentally run over, decked out in a white jacket, combat skirt, and boots. A ponytail of silver hair flopped in front of her face, barely a shade different from her pale skin. Behind her, metal cases with a snowflake emblem were scattered over a luggage cart, and in front her were…

"Cards!" Ruby cheered, her attention instantly glued to the pile of jumbled Duel Monsters cards on the ground. She immediately grabbed the first one she saw, her silver eyes wide with wonder. "Ooo, Dark Rebellion Xyz Dragon—an Xyz monster! You can Xyz summon! That's awesome!"

"What? Hey!" the girl immediately snatched the card from Ruby's fingers, quickly compiling the rest of her scattered deck back together. She stood up and glared at the red hooded girl with her icy blue eyes. "What is wrong with you? Knocking people over and touching their cards without permission! Didn't anyone ever teach you manners? What is a child like you even doing here?"

"Hey, I'm not a child!" Ruby protested, jumping to her feet. "Look, I'm sorry about that. I shouldn't have touched your cards—"

"No, you shouldn't have!" the girl cut in. "You shouldn't butt into other people's business. What if you'd hit my dust? It's not just for forging cards, you know. It's dangerous. You could have blown up both to pieces!"

"Yeah, I know that. Look, I'm sorry, my sister—"

"As you should be."

"Are you going to let me finish a sentence, princess!?"

"It's heiress, actually. Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust Company," a new voice declared. Both Ruby and the white-haired girl turned towards a black-haired girl with a bow who was strutting towards them, a dark duel disk strapped to her back. "One of the largest producers of dust and utility cards in the world."

"Finally," the newly named Weiss preened. "Some recognition."

The black-haired girl frowned. "The same company infamous for its controversial labor practices and questionable business partners."

"What? How dare you… you… ugh!"

Weiss whirled around and stomped away towards the school, a pair of suited men pushing her cart of dust after her.

"I'm really sorry and I promise to make this up to you!" Ruby called after. Getting no response, she sighed. "Guess I'm not the only one having a rough first… day."

The black-haired girl was already gone, not even sparing a goodbye.

Ruby slumped forward, all cheer gone from her face. "Welcome to Beacon."

"Hey," another voice called. Ruby turned to the source, finding a friendly hand extended, a tall, scraggly blond boy on the other end. "I'm Jaune."

It wasn't much, but it was the friendliest greeting Ruby had gotten all day. She smiled and accepted the hand. "Ruby." Her eyes narrowed, her mind digging up the boy from a recent memory. "Hey, aren't you that guy who threw up on the ship?"

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After clarifying that Jaune was indeed the same guy who'd puked on the airship over, Ruby had wandered around the campus with her new friend trying to figure out where they were supposed to go. Eventually, they'd noted that the other stragglers of the prospective students were all flowing towards a gigantic dome and followed them to their hopefully correct destination.

Fortunately, the place was packed with way too many people to be the wrong place. Tons of prospective duelists sitting in hundreds of seats, all surrounding a sight that obliterated any lingering worry in Ruby's heart.

"It's a Turbo Duel track!" she cheered, dragging Jaune into some of the only unoccupied seats. Below the titanic stands was a standard oval racing track, the edges of the course curved upwards like a skating halfpipe, though those portions were clear plexiglass, specially tempered to take a duel runner's weight. At Junior's underground ring (which Yang didn't know Ruby knew about), they were always chipped and nearly falling apart, but here at Beacon they looked brand new. "I can't believe we're going to learn to duel here!"

"Yeah, it looks awesome," Jaune muttered. "But what is it?"

"It's Turbo Duel track," Ruby repeated. When her new friend looked at her blankly, she cocked an eyebrow. "For turbo dueling. On duel runners. Do you not know what those are?"

"Sure, they're those motorcycle things, right?" Jaune said. "I just don't get why we'd need to learn how to do that when we're here to learn how to fight Grimm. I mean, they don't ride motorcycles… do they?"

"The Grimm? Riding duel runners? That might be the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!"

Ruby's eyes widened. She whirled around to the source of the haughty voice, finding a familiar, elegant girl planted in the seat next to her. "Ah! You!"

"You!" Weiss shot back; her finger pointed accusingly at Ruby.

Jaune peaked out from behind Ruby and his eyes widened, a smile spreading across his face. A smile the red hooded girl had seen on tons of boys who'd made a pass at Yang. "Hello, snow angel. Name's Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

Weiss rolled her eyes before resuming her glare at Ruby. "What are you doing here?"

"Um, this is where we're supposed to go," Ruby pointed out. "Isn't it?"

"Of course, it is," Weiss huffed. "I mean why are you sitting here next to me? Take your wet noodle and go somewhere else."

"Wet noodle? Aw," Jaune moaned, slumping back in his seat.

Ruby frowned at the arrogant heiress. "Look, we got off on the wrong foot. My name's Ruby. I'm sorry about what happened before, but these are the only seats left. We got lost on the way here—"

"Of course, you did. Why am I not surprised that a child like you couldn't find the way?"

"Again with the interrupting!"

"Ahem."

The girls' attention, along with that of everyone else in the auditorium, was drawn down to a small stage set in front of the track. On top of it was Professor Ozpin and Professor Goodwitch, the former holding onto a standing microphone.

"Hello, we have a little demonstration to get to, so I will endeavor to keep this brief," the headmaster proclaimed. "You all have traveled here today in search of knowledge, to hone your craft, and acquire new skills. And when you are finished, you plan to dedicate your life to protecting the people, to lifting their spirits up when times are darkest. But I look around here, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose, of direction. You assume that knowledge will free you of this burden, but in your time at this school, you will find that knowledge will only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step."

Ruby raised an eyebrow in confusion, the headmaster's words not really making much sense in her mind. Weren't they there to learn how to duel better? To manifest their monsters through their aura to defend against the Grimm? Why would knowledge not help them do that? She quickly glanced to either side to see if her companions had any idea what he was talking about, but Weiss and Jaune looked just as stumped as she was.

Ozpin coughed, a playful smile replacing his grave countenance. "Now then, for the part that I'm sure all of you are far more excited for. Here at Beacon, you will learn about all facets of dueling and its uses hunting Grimm. And though each team will only have one designated scout, you will all be trained in the basics of turbo dueling. And to display just what those basics can lead to, I've arranged an exhibition match for you all, one the two highest-scoring applicants of the practical exam have graciously agreed to take part in. I'm sure our first competitor needs no introduction."

At that moment, a brilliant orange duel runner shot onto the track, the vibrant hum of its engine filling the stadium. Its chair was centered near the rear, like the Mistralian chariots of old. The rider wore a brown full-body riding suit, a bronze helmet revealing only her sparkling emerald eyes and a flowing red ponytail.

The crowd immediately went wild, thunderous cheers drowning out even the roar of the engine. Ruby couldn't blame them.

"I'd heard rumors she was coming here instead of Haven," Weiss muttered. "But I still can't believe it."

"Yeah, it's a really big deal that she's here instead of there, totally," Jaune agreed, though his eyes flickered unsure from side to side. "So, um… who is she?"

"Who is she?" Weiss squealed. "How dumb are you? That's Pyrrha Nikos."

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"The shining warrior of Sanctum Academy."

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"Four-year winner of Mistral's regional tournaments."

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"She's on the front of every box of Pumpkin Pete's Marshmallow Flakes!" Weiss finally exploded.

"What?!" Jaune exclaimed, double-taking at the image of the girl on the giant viewscreen above the track, Pyrrha's kind smile and polite wave visible to all. "That's her? She's a duelist! I thought she was an actor or model or something."

Ruby smiled. "Nope. She's a duelist, and a really good one. My sister and I watched some of her matches on tv. She's so good, no one's ever been able to drop her life points below half."

"It's why they call her the Invincible Girl," Weiss finished, smirking towards the track. "Whoever her opponent is might as well just surrender now."

"Well, I'm not so sure about that. My Uncle Qrow always says there's no such thing as an unbeatable duelist," Ruby said. She tore her eyes away from the track and glanced around the stands.

Where in the world was Yang? She loved turbo dueling more than anything. Seeing Pyrrha Nikos duel live? No way she'd miss this. So where had she disappeared off to… wait.

Who did Professor Ozpin say he'd gotten to join in the duel? The highest-scoring students on the practical exam?

"And now, her opponent," Ozpin announced. "Professor Port, who some of you will be meeting once the semester starts, would doubtlessly come up with a great many boisterous adjectives to describe her, but that is not my forte. Still, allow me to introduce—"

A booming engine cut him off, a golden duel runner exploding onto the track even faster than Pyrrha had. Its rider, clad in brown thigh-high boots and a flapping aviator jacket, pumped a fist into the air, her signature yellow locks flowing behind her like a mane of fire.

"Yang!" Ruby shouted, barely able to believe what she was seeing.

"You know her?" Weiss asked.

"She's my sister," Ruby replied, her lips spreading into a massive smile. She'd never been able to beat Yang herself, the only people she knew had done it were dad and Uncle Qrow. Now, she was going to see her sister take on a world-class duelist before either of them had even had a single class at Beacon.

This was gonna be awesome!

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This was a familiar feeling. The crowd, the lights, the cheers. Even the hum of her Argus Chariot's engine was familiar, only escaping the disinterest she had towards everything else thanks to the love she owed her faithful duel runner. It wasn't its fault she was stuck on a pedestal.

No, Pyrrha couldn't think like that. That would be petty and selfish. She had been blessed with many incredible gifts as a duelist and a driver, not to mention the perfect semblance for her preferred manner of playing. She had worked hard and trained herself to the bone to master her talents, but there were many who did not get that opportunity, those back home in Mistral who were trapped in the common slums for one. She did not have the right to complain about how good her fortune was.

So, she upheld her responsibilities, smiled and waved for the crowd. If she had these skills, she wanted to use them to help people. She put on a show for the crowds, entertaining them and keeping their spirits high. With her around, negativity would be the furthest thing from their hearts. And once she was fully trained and had her license, she would defend them from the Grimm on the frontline as a hunting duelist. She'd be their Invincible Girl.

Not that she bought into the hype that'd been built around her by the public. The people might not have been aware, but she had lost duels before. Professor Ozpin had defeated her in her entrance exam match once she requested that he use his personal deck instead of the testing one. And when she'd expressed her excitement at that fact, he'd offered to have her participate in this exhibition match, promising that the opponent he had lined up would at least give her a good fight.

But seeing her now, this Yang Xiao-Long, shouting and showboating around the track, taking unnecessarily wide turns to the edges of the curved borders of the stadium… she couldn't deny she was concerned. The blond-haired girl must have had talent, she'd scored the best after Pyrrha herself on the practical exam and Beacon was hardly lacking in competition. But her raucous howling around the arena did not indicate a disciplined duelist.

But Pyrrha had fought disciplined duelists before and beaten them all. Maybe a bit of a wild style would spice things up.

Her opponent finally calmed down from the applause and met her at the starting line. She flashed a toothy, eager smile Pyrrha's way.

"Pleasure to meet you," Yang greeted, a fire in her voice. "Been watching you on tv for a while now. Can't wait to see what you've got myself."

Pyrrha put on her practiced, plaster smile. "It is an honor to duel you. Let's have a good match."

Yang smirked. "Oh, trust me, P-money. It's gonna be good. The only question is if you can handle my firepower."

Pyrrha tilted her head to the side. P-money?

"Ready! Set!" Professor Ozpin shouted, the arena's stoplights glowing in concert with his voice. "Go!"

"Riding Duel. Acceleration," Pyrrha whispered, the old name for turbo duels flowing from her lips as she and her opponent erupted forward.

Pyrrha Nikos: 4000 Life Points

Yang Xiao-Long: 4000 Life Points

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As the wind rushed past her face and Bumblebee raced across the track, Yang had never felt better. She hadn't even officially passed Beacon initiation yet and already she was taking on Pyrrha Nikos herself with Ruby watching in the crowd. This really was the best day ever.

Compared to the rest of the Hunting Duelist Academies' curriculum, Turbo Duels were relatively new, only catching on after the Faunus Rights Revolution instead of the Great War. After that, every team of huntsmen started to have a designated scout who'd use the massive speed advantage of their duel runners to harry the Grimm and give their team time to summon up their more powerful monsters. Even then, Turbo Duels were becoming common enough that a lot of experts were saying that pretty soon any duelist worth their salt would have to be able to drive as well if they wanted to get anywhere.

Fortunately, Yang was the best there was. Her birth mom may have been Team STRQ's scout, but all of them were aces on a duel runner, and dad and Uncle Qrow had taught her well, even helped her build Bumblebee from scrap and spare parts. Her baby was the fastest bike in Vale, a fact it had proved time and again at Junior's underground track (which Ruby did not, under any circumstances, learn she'd gone to).

Even now, her golden ride had a half stride lead on Pyrrha and her world-renown Argus Chariot, closing in on taking the first corner, and with it, the first turn.

Yang smirked and cut right, ready to begin her fiery onslaught…

Only for her runner to suddenly drift out to the edge of the arena's corner, extending the trip by a crucial several feet. Pyrrha seized the opportunity and snaked through the inside of the turn, handling her bike better than either of the Malachites ever had.

Yang raised an eyebrow, blinking madly as a subtle black shine faded from Bumblebee. It wasn't like her to mess up an easy turn like that, and she'd made sure her runner was in perfect condition ever since Professor Ozpin had told her about the match. How had she blown the initial advantage?

Eh, who cared. A Turbo Duel was a game of speed, and she wouldn't let herself be left in the dust.

She kept on the accelerator and rocketed onto the straightaway, her superior speed quickly putting her neck in neck with Pyrrha just as the fun began.

"To start," the champion shouted, plucking a card from her hand. "I'll summon Heroic Challenger – Thousand Blades in attack mode!"

A stout knight in silver armor appeared at the side of Pyrrha's runner, slashing its polearm through the air. Sprouting from the warrior's steel back were dozens upon dozens of swords, the blades forming into a pair of ragged wings around the monster (ATK 1300 / DEF 1100).

"Next, I'll discard Heroic Challenger – Double Lance to my graveyard in order to activate Thousand Blades' special ability," Pyrrha declared, sending a card from hand to the grave and then plucking another from her deck. "By switching him to defense mode, I'm allowed to summon another Heroic monster from my deck. So report to the battlefield, Heroic Challenger – Extra Sword!"

Thousand Blades performed an elaborate series of slashes in front of itself, glowing scars left floating in midair. The warrior then took a knee, a sideways card appearing under it. No sooner was that done then the scars shattered into pieces, a new armored warrior appearing, this one with a sword in each hand (ATK 1000 / DEF 1000).

"Now, with my level four Thousand Blades and Extra Sword, I build the Overlay Network!" Pyrrha proclaimed, the crowd going absolutely wild as soon as the words left her mouth. Her monsters turned into nodes of orange light and flew into a spiraling crimson galaxy.

Yang smirked. An Xyz summon on her very first turn. Oh yes! She wanted to play with the best and she was going to get her wish.

"I xyz summon, Heroic Champion- Gandiva!"

The galaxy exploded in a rush of scarlet energy, a new figure galloping out of the glow. When the shine faded, it revealed a resplendent horse archer charging alongside Pyrrha's runner, both mount and rider decked in thick leather armor, a pair of twinkling orange lights orbiting the warrior (ATK 2100 / DEF 1800).

"Due to Heroic Challenger – Extra Sword's effect, since it was used to Xyz summon, Gandiva gains 1000 attack points," Pyrrha explained, her monster's power rising to reflect such a change (3100 ATK / 1800 DEF). The champion plucked a card from her hand and set it in her spell & trap card zone. "I place one card facedown and end my turn."

"Awesome," Yang grinned, drawing her card to bring her hand up to six, the wind buffeting past her face. She blasted ahead of the Invincible Girl. The speed, a kickass opponent, a fire building in her belly. What more could a duelist ask for? "My move!"

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"A Xyz Summon? She can Xyz Summon?" Jaune gaped, his eyes glued to the viewscreen. "How?"

"By manipulating her aura to form the Overlay Network with her monsters," Weiss said with a roll of her eyes. "Seriously, have you never seen it done before?"

"Well, my dad's done it a few times, when someone's actually managed to press him," Jaune replied nervously. "But he said it's a high-level skill. She's the same age as us!"

"True, but what less can be expected from a prodigy like her," Weiss preened. "Synchro summoning is a tried and true method of hunting duelists, but there is a reason Xyz summoning is becoming the preferred summoning method in both Atlas and Mistral. Tuners are often weak and vulnerable between their uses, but any monsters can be made to match levels. It all comes down to the duelist's skill in whether they can bring it about."

"Cool," Ruby murmured excitedly. She'd never forsake her synchro monsters, but that didn't mean she couldn't appreciate the other extra deck summoning method as well. "Are you an Xyz summoner too, Weiss? I saw that dragon when I knocked over your cards—"

"How I duel is none of your concern," Weiss muttered darkly, none of the haughty outrage from her previous outbursts present in her voice. This was not some petty annoyance that she was blowing out of proportion. Ruby had clearly touched a very serious nerve.

"Sorry," she softly said.

"It's fine," Weiss huffed. "We should get back to the match. Your sister probably won't last too much longer."

A proud smirk broke out across Ruby's face. "I wouldn't be so sure. Yang's one of the best duelists I know. If anyone can take down Pyrrha, it's her."

At that moment, Yang made her move, summoning Red Resonator (ATK 600 / DEF 200), a cackling demon with flames bursting out of its back. A moment later, a horse with fire blazing out of its mane and hoofs, Red Sprinter (ATK 1700 / DEF 1200), appeared beside it, special summoned by the little fiend's effect.

"I activate Gandiva's special ability!" Pyrrha shouted. "When you special summon a level four or lower monster, Gandiva can use one overlay unit to destroy it!"

At its master's command, one of the glowing lights surrounding Gandiva surged into its bow. The horse archer pulled back the string and loosed an arrow straight into Red Sprinter's heart, obliterating the flaming horse.

"See?" Weiss said. "Your sister is completely outmatched by—"

"When Red Sprinter is summoned and it's the only monster on a player's field, it special summons a level three or lower fiend-type tuner monster from the hand or graveyard," Ruby cut in, interrupting Weiss for once. "When Red Resonator is special summoned, the player gains life points equal to one monster on the field. Yang could have gotten the same monsters on the field, but with a boost to her life points, except—"

"Except then Red Resonator would have been the one destroyed by Gandiva's effect," Weiss finished, her eyes going wide.

"It was a fake-out!" Jaune exclaimed. "Her goal was just to get Red Resonator on the field. But, why?"

"Duh," Ruby smirked. "So she'd have a tuner out to synchro summon with."

"Synchro summon?" Weiss repeated, her eyes darting to the image of Yang on the viewscreen. "She's not even a first year."

"Neither is Pyrrha," Ruby pointed out. "Yang was picked to duel her for a reason. She's the best of the best. And now, everyone here is going to know it."

For once, Weiss had no response, her eyes glued to the duel with everyone else. And as Wandering King Wildwind, a humanoid panther garbed in a green cape (ATK 1700 / DEF 1300), was special summoned to the field by its own effect since Yang had a fiend-type tuner with 1500 or less attack points, Ruby couldn't help but envy the rest of the audience that they were about to see what was coming for the first time.

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"I tune my level two Red Resonator with my level four Wandering King Wildwind!"

Pyrrha raised an eyebrow at Yang's declaration, her gaze locked on the fiery fiend transforming into a pair of green rings and encircling the humanoid panther, who promptly turned into four twinkling stars. Maybe she should have been surprised, they were dueling with aura manifested monsters, not training holograms after all, but she had just summoned a monster to her extra monster zone herself. It only made sense that the one Professor Ozpin said could match her would be able to do the same.

"Synchro summon!" Yang shouted. "Red Wyvern!"

A blinding pillar of light flashed through the green rings. When it faded, the two monsters had been replaced by a sizable, but primitive-looking dragon with crude crimson scales, a small head of flames on top of its head (ATK 2400 / DEF 2000).

"An impressive monster," Pyrrha complimented sincerely. "But I'm afraid it isn't strong enough to take on my Gandiva."

"Of course it isn't. That's the whole point."

"What?"

Yang came up side by side with Pyrrha and smirked. "If Red Wyvern was synchro summoned, and there's a monster on the field with higher attack that it, then once while it's on the field, it can destroy the strongest monster out. Without targeting it, by the way. Wyvern!"

Red Wyvern reeled back its head and with a mighty screech sent a fireball hurling towards Gandiva. The Heroic Champion tried to raise its bow to defend itself but was consumed by the flames nonetheless, its horse shrieking in agony as it burst into shards.

"Now," Yang called, pulling ahead. "Attack her directly!"

Once more, Red Wyvern reeled back its head and unleashed a torrent of crimson flames, this time at Pyrrha herself. The Mistral champion braced herself as the fire rushed over her, her aura straining as the blaze zapped its strength, forcing her to decelerate.

Pyrrha Nikos: 1600 Life Points

The crowd gasped. Not only had the Vale girl no one had ever heard of struck the first blow of the duel, but she'd also done the impossible and dropped the Invincible Girl's life points below half. Their thoughts were easy to figure out. How grueling was Beacon's training going to be if Pyrrha Nikos herself was already floundering?

Of course, Pyrrha had a distinctly different opinion on the matter. Yang had said she had watched her duel before and she'd clearly worked what she'd seen into her strategy. The blonde had anticipated that her facedown card would be her signature trap, Battleguard Howling. A powerful card, but one that required one of her warrior-type monsters to be targeted, either by an opponent's attack or monster effect.

Yang had used her Red Wyvern to circumvent that condition. She'd earned her first blood.

Pyrrha wondered if it would earn her the last.

"Whenever I take battle damage, the effect of my Heroic Challenger – Thousand Blades activates in my graveyard!" she declared. "It returns to the field in attack mode."

Her armored warrior rose up from the asphalt once again, its polearm aimed straight at the dragon that had just destroyed its fellow.

Yang grinned. "Can't wait to see what you do with him. I lay one card facedown and end my turn."

The blonde's golden duel runner accelerated forward, whipping around to take the next turn and increase her lead over her opponent. It truly was a magnificent machine. Pyrrha could count on one hand the number of runners that could compete with Argus Chariot, and those were all top of the line vehicles with millions of lien poured into them. Yang's mount couldn't have had even a fraction of that budget put into it and the Mistral champion was certain it would outpace her own motorcycle in a straightaway.

However, Argus Chariot's greatest strength was not its speed, but its handling, and what it could do in Pyrrha's hands.

Reaching out with her semblance, the Mistral Champion gripped both duel runners in her grip. Just as she had on the first turn, she gently edged Yang's runner to the left, causing her to overshoot the turn just slightly and take the outside, allowing her own to slip onto the inside of the curve and regain her lost ground.

That was how Pyrrha dueled. It would have been a simple matter to use her polarity semblance to make her opponent crash. But aside from the many moral lines involved that she would never cross, there was no honor in that, no skill. She preferred creating small openings, parrying through her opponent's strategies, and then exploiting them for all they were worth. It was a technique that had served her well throughout the years.

"My turn!" she yelled, claiming the lead once more. "I draw!"

More than likely, it would serve her well now. No matter how Yang Xiao-Long had prepared for this match, it was only going to end one way, unfortunately.

After all, she was the Invincible Girl.

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