The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell stared from behind his mask at the multitude of moves taking place. There was surely some expression under his helmet, but that was just between him and the Devil. Konstantinovich made a few mental notes as he watched the scene unfold.

Fyodor had witnessed the theatrical set of the damned which he had taken care to assemble be destroyed like the Petrovka Theatre long before it. Alongside that, merely moments after Il Blud was pardoned to perform his role, he was exiled to a fate worse than death alongside the scenery of Zombie World and one of the two cards that made his hand.

The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell had an expression under his helmet at [i]which[/i] of the two were banished. But that expression would be known only by the Devil and himself. Still squatting, Fyodor gestured towards his torso as Nekroz Trishula pointed at him. The blade struck true as Fyodor tumbled around on the ground as he was reduced to 4700 Life Points.

[color=f7941d][i]"Oh Almighty Odious One..."[/i][/color] The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell grumbled out as he began to push himself back up. 

[color=f7941d][i]"You who radiated brightest and earliest among the stars. Infernal Patron of my grimoire. Allow me to continue this particular quest. Then I shall strike at other forces of good that you detest."[/i][/color]

Now that Fyodor was back up in his squatting position he drew his next card. Upon seeing what his next card was, Konstantinovich entered into a new soliloquy.

[color=f7941d][i]"You, you think you know rituals?! [b]HA![/b] Gwahahahah! Ahaha gwahah! Oh foolish and pitiful girl you don't know the first thing about them! You believe rituals are just mere pieces in games of cards. It [b]sickens[/b] me to see one who actually thinks that way. Your lack of faith disturbs me, especially when you wish to play with things that require faith. Rituals are matters of religious significance! They are time-honored practices to demonstrate belief! And you, oooooh, [b]you don't believe![/b]You simply feign the motions in an attempt to seem like you care about your 'so-called Rituals!' Hmph."[/i][/color]

The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell activated the card he had drawn into.

[color=f7941d][i]"I activate Pre-Preparation of Rites. Now I can add a ritual card and the monster whose name was enshrined upon it."[/i][/color] Two cards shot out from his deck as Fyodor solemnly grabbed them.

[color=f7941d][i]"Now I shall use Revival of Dokurorider."[/i][/color] The Ghoulish Rider -Traveler of the Highway of Hell discarded his tribute from his hand as engines were roaring. From a cloud of grey smoke shot out Dokurorider riding off a wicked ramp. He landed down and turned his motorcycle sideways and peered towards Konstantinovich. 

[color=f7941d][i]"I activate the ability of the ritual's tribute, Dokurorider's Mechanic! As he was the sacrifice for the great Dokurorider it allows him to be special summoned onto the field as a Level Two monster."[/i][/color] There was a loud ratting from under the frame of Dokurorider's motorcycle as the bones of the skeletal mechanic fell out alongside his tools. Taking a moment to screw back on his head, Dokurorider's Mechanic seemed a bit dazed from the process.

The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell kneeled upon his right knee as he utilized them for a Synchro Summon.

The Mechanic of Dokurorider began quickly utilizing his tools on Dokurorider's motorcycle. They both began glowing as far in the distance emerged a blood red star in the sky. Orange pentagrams surrounded the new light radiating from the pair. Up above the red star came crashing down into the light creating a burst of energy as a new hellish engine of the Solar Legacy ran. 

Fyodor emerged from his kneeling and extended his hands out wide. [color=f7941d][i]"Witness Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned!"[/i][/color]

Konstantinovich returned back to squatting as he pointed at Trishula. Dokurorider Heisei - Absolute Sovereign of the Damned rode up to the knight and performed a donut to destroy the knight with the back tire. It was all Fyodor had, well and could, to do for now.