"Yuma, over here!" I call, waving Yuma over behind one of the crystals in the Barian world.

Yuma rushes over and hides next to me. "What are we gonna do, Astral? They're not giving us any chance to strike back."

I sigh. "I do not know. I'm sorry for bringing you in this."

"Astral, I came here of my own will," Yuma explains.

I look around the corner, and a laser scrapes past my cheek, leaving a scar with blood. I glance around the area, and I see that most of our friends are dead. I go back to the cover of the crystal.

"Most of them have died, Yuma," I report. "Come. We must finish this before they kill us as well."

Nodding, Yuma gets his duel disk ready. He summons two level four monsters and overlays them secretly. Aspiring Emperor Hope emerges.

"Hope, we need your help in this battle," I tell the Number. "Will you help us?"

Hope nods, taking out his dual swords.

We emerge and fight off the Barians, but we are slowly losing strength. I sense something flying toward me, and something hits-