"Alexander Nyne, I presume?" Ian walked onto the stage, unapologetic in his tardiness, hands in his pockets, lazy smirk on his face. Walking to where he was supposed to stand, Ian brought up his duel disk and grabbed the top card off of his deck, the smirk on his face becoming more pronounced as he looked at the card. "Azu, you can't keep rearranging my deck so that you're on top," he scolded the image on the card before placing it at the bottom of his deck and hitting the shuffle button on the duel disk. The duel spirit of the crying boy appeared next to him, pouting at his partner's coldness. Turning back to his opponent, bowed slightly and introduced himself, "My name, though you should already know, is Ian Rouse." Bringing up his duel disk, he added, "Let's give these people a good show now."

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Cybell stared at the closed doors that led to the dueling stage for a while, until May, still with her arms wrapped around Bell's neck, whispered something into her ear. The white-haired girl spun around, and for a moment her red eyes locked onto those of a young man with a black insect-looking duel spirit. The look she gave in that instant of connection could have chilled the surface of the sun. The blue-eyed duel spirit waved an arm, and for a moment the air shimmered in the shape of a fearsome dragon, as if there was another spirit there. And then she just continued moving, walking away to find a monitor to watch the upcoming duel on. May was giggling into Bell's ear, always getting a kick out of the girl's horrendous people skills.