The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell watched as the events unfurled before him. The Phantom Duelist of Saotome had secured the path to victory. Watching carefully as the ability of Dragulus activated he witnessed the destruction of the monster that he had hoped would provide some protection long enough for the pieces to come into place. As the lightning crackled from Summoned Skull's fingertips and then throughout the body of Revived King Ha Des, the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell knew what his fate in this encounter would be.

Extending out his arms the Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell began cackling as the Vampiric Dragon made its killing blow.[color=f7941d][i][b]"Сатана решает мою судьбу! Ты просто еще одно испытание, которое проверяет меня и мою веру. THE SCORE IS CURRENTLY ONE TO ONE! WHO WILL WIN THE WAR!?"[/b][/i][/color] howled out Fyodor as the Speed World vanished around him, and the damage from the assault sent Fyodor into a tailspin.

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There was certainly an expression underneath the helmet of The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell as he watched the masked cafeteria man make the meatloaf [i]really[/i] hot. However while this expression was just between him and the Devil; his body language of shaking a bit was plainly obvious. The way the fires seemed to obey his command alongside how this lunchman was preparing the meatloaf awakened something perhaps deeper in the enigma cloaked in black. After the barrage of peppers and voltage from the kitchen's electric chair were finished the food was re-presented to him.

It was nice that the cafeteria employee even blew out the flame for him. The Ghoulish Rider - Traveler of the Highway of Hell tapped his fingers together while he shook a bit more. [color=f7941d][i]"T-thank you Mister Lunchman."[/i][/color] meekly responded Konstantinovich as he took the tray. Quickly upon taking the tray he realized he made a horrible mistake. [color=f7941d][i]"S-sir. Heh..."[/i][/color]

With that he took a few steps away from the lunchman.