Kaiba prepares to use Enemy Controller

"I play Saggi the Dark Clown... You remember what that means, right Ishizu?" Kaiba questioned, smirking at his own machinations. In their first duel, he'd set the duel into overdrive by using his clown, along with the Crush Card Virus, to ravage Ishizu's deck. A lucky draw had allowed her to turn it around, briefly, but it hadn't been enough in the end. "Ha! If you think I'm going to play the same cards every time, you need to work on your creative thinking. Maybe that's what happens when you spend every day worrying about 'fate.'"

Ishizu had to admit, privately: she really had expected Kaiba would play all the same cards again. After all... part of fate was the Heart of the Cards, as Atem had taken to calling it. People tended to draw cards they were destined to draw, or so she'd always believed. It felt as if some **** was twisting the threads of fate here in this dark arena...

"This time, I activate Enemy Controller! Enter the code: Left! Right! A! B! Sacrifice! With this, I tribute Saggi the Dark Clown and take control of your Mudora! Of course, its attack points return to 1500... I don't have a single pathetic fairy monster in my deck, let alone my graveyard," he shrugged, still smiling with deep-seated smugness. As usual, he took every shot he could take against his opponent, but having her deck insulted was the least of Ishizu's worries.

Just as had previously occurred when Kaiba used his Flute of Summoning Dragon, Ishizu felt her body move alone with the inputs of Kaiba's controller. He didn't seem to see it, but they hypnotic **** was impossible for her to resist; she drew up her lip and narrowed her eyes as her hips jutted out to one side. Her hands were extended above her head, making it look like someone's odd interpretation of a belly-dance. Clenching her teeth, she made a sweeping motion along with his "right" command, snaking her pelvis out lewdly forward before stopping with the curve of her hips now held to the right, following the controller's input. The motion had caused her dress to slip off one shoulder, easily displaced since she'd undone the back earlier. "Kaiba..." she hissed, trying to find the words to convince him. A situation like this really made her wish she had a less stubborn opponent in this duel... but then, their fates had been intertwined ever since Battle City.

The "A" command **** Ishizu to stick both hands into the front opening of the dress that her necklace had once covered; they stuck there knuckles tight and fingers gripping the garment down to show her collarbone and cleavage, with her chest extended outward. A bit of color touched up the brown skin of her cheeks... Seto Kaiba wouldn't care about this sort of thing, even if he did see, but she acknowledged the indignation of it. The "B" command put the final cherry on top, as she yanked harder than she felt she ought to be capable of, splitting the dress down the middle and all the way to the belly. With wide eyes, she tried to budge her arms, hoping she could pull the garment inward, but finding it useless... Enemy Controller still had control of her.

"Sacrifice!"

Obeying the command, Ishizu's arms tore out to either side, ripping all traces of the upper garment free and releasing them to the side. The white fabric flapped away as if in mockery of her. With a tight frown on her face, serious but also seriously embarrassed, she surveyed what remained to her... a hanging skirt was all that was left of the dress. Her upper body was covered only by her bracelets and a gold, metallic bikini, with red and green gems dangling down like tassels around the breasts and a complicated series of buttons and switches locking it shut, almost like a puzzle. The garment did a poor job of hiding her bodacious breasts, which Heishin thought were entirely wasted on a priestess. "Belly-dancing is a profession that would suit her far betteeer! Hm hm hm ha ha..." the evil sorcerer thought to himself, stroking his beard (among other things).

As the effect of Enemy Controller wore off, Ishizu was able to return her mind to the duel... The only saving grace was that Kaiba didn't seem to see her. Well, he'd never seemed to see her... but now, more so than ever, he looked right through her. "Even if you attack, Mudora will return to me during my turn," Ishizu pointed out, lowering her eyebrows and putting as much composure back onto her face as she could manage.

"Mudora won't be headed anywhere but the graveyard! I activate the spell-card, Double-Summon! With this, I tribute your monster to summon my own: Luster Dragon #2!" he announced, revealing his monster card and then slapping it onto his duel disk. Mudora vanished, replaced by a tremendous green dragon with shimmering scales.

"Uh oh. Looks like you're in for a direct attack," Kaiba smirked once again. He called the attack, causing the life-like dragon to take to the sky and release a shining beam of green light upon her. Thankfully, it seemed all she'd take from this was LP damage in the duel... But she felt that getting closer to 0 life points couldn't be a good thing in a duel so similar to the familiar shadow games.

As her turn arrived, Ishizu drew her card: Pot of Demise. She didn't hesitate to activate it. By banishing 10 cards face down, rendering them virtually unusable, she would be able to draw two cards, giving her the hand advantage she may need to make a comeback victory. With new options available to her, she first played her second Mudora- now with a beefy 2300 attack points- then set Blast Held by a Tribute. This time, Kaiba really had summoned by tribute... if he attacked now, his Luster Dragon would be destroyed. He would take 2400 damage all at once and lose a six star monster in the process. "I end my turn."

"Hmph. Stalling is still stalling, even if you do it with your monsters in attack position, Ishizu," Kaiba goaded her. Kaiba drew one card... then smirked. Then cackled, his voice echoing throughout the seemingly infinite arena. "This card...!"