"Harvard! You're seeing what's happening, right?" Zazel shouted, as he'd try to set up Aym to cast down misfortune upon Arthur, letting him try to launch salt as a wave, having it conveniently break apart into mere rain drops, as the Card Magician swooped in to cast a seal on his hand to catch the salt.
"At who? There's like six things going on right about now!" Harvard replied, seeing off of his eye Jackal's assassination, turning his arm and launching the salt to him, slashing him down with the monsoon, pushing him back from harm's way.
"Leon! The guy who summoned everything! Look at him!" His words would let the boy see the Debt Collector struggling, trying to set up White Hands and raise them up above, as well as utilizing Rock and Sock to create a duplicate version to pilot over with said Hands. "He's using so much energy there. Those are his final gambits, right? I know the hands part are, and I can bet the toy creations at this level isn't cheap either..."
"...Ohhhh, I see! He's spending more energy so he doesn't get overdosed! He's trying to catch up with the amount he has by spending all of it!"
"Yeah! If we can force him to not notice the drastic change..." An idea struck into the boy's minds, as they'd try to veer away the two Hunters, dragging them over and attacking into the copy, with Harvard casting a spell to attack into their minds, as well as Zazel pairing it with Gamagin to flash them with the memories of what they lost. Even though they are constructs that cannot remember what they were originally, the memories were still visible and somewhat recognizable to them. They'd end up attacking into the clone as a response, assuming that they were fighting the children through the duplicate. Zazel would slip under Leon, as Harvard would leap over and attach himself onto the new Beldam, casting a spell in order to plant as many bombs as possible to blow her up from the inside out. Leon, in response, would have the White Hands cast down their strings to tether into the Card Magician, preventing him from planting such. Before he was able to go further, however, Zazel would grab the man by his newly made plates across his spine and threw him over towards the Nuckelavee, dragging Harvard with it. The boy can see his Fusion still fighting against Juna, prompting him to cast a spell and create appendages of Inti, Dragon Heads aimed and blasting down at the woman's blindspot, flanking her and freeing the Fusion to come ahead.
"How long are you going to pretend you have this advantage over me? Over us??" The Man demanded, his tone still relaxed, but venom can be audible in his voice.
Harvard would merely smile, now no longer being afraid of the Beldam, now that she took on a new form and be easily separable from his own mother. "Bold of you to assume we're pretending." He'd taunt, a spell casted to cut the distance, another to set up chains, a third to cut the distance again so he can pull the Debt Collector over and be faced with the Descendants again. The Kasa-Obake wasted no time in kicking the man in his jaw, as Tsukiya aimed a heavy kick of her own into his neck, whilst Envy would move himself around to force the block-like woman to clothesline his head. Harvard would pull the chains again, now sending him towards Faya, cannons blasted down to his eyes in order to shield his vision. He pulled the chains a third time, as he'd allow Inti and the Fusion to attack on all sides, infecting him with the venom once more, as well as blasting him down with such divine light. Harvard would make a switch in his monsters, a chant being recited, as the Fusion would split and become two, while he regained his connection through the Nuckelavee, leaving Koske to be dealt with for last.
"Sanguis regius...."
"Ludi regii...."
"Haeres tempus ludendi decrevit...!"
"Mors regia...."
"Sepulcrum regium...."
"Tempus surgendi advenit...!"
"Hodie, pro defunctis saltamus, donec vita nostra quoque cedat...!!!"
"ARAWAREAU!!!!!"
A brilliant light, as the Monster began to appear, one in gold and white, bandaged across, a crook on one of his hands, acting as his staff. A girl in pixilated pink and black, a staff in another, dice being made up above. The two monsters broke through the light, a card in Harvard's hands as he readies his next act.
"Regina Ludorum...!!!"
"Rex Divitiarum....!!!"
"PUZZLMINA! ET! PHARAOH!!!"
"FUUUUUUUUUU! SION!!!"
The two monsters immediately become absorbed into the bodies, with Harvard taking his risk as they entered in. Pharaoh would be inserted into the Nuckelavee, bandaged across the body, death masks lined across the legs, as his head morphed into the crocodile-like beast: Ammit. Harvard, meanwhile, would have his arms broken off, now sharpened to be javelins, pixels that were once flesh now floated around, as Harvard's face becomes shielded in a shell, his eyes growing bigger, his hair split apart and sharpened like quills. His iris possessed a pair of d20's, constantly rolling themselves, as the boy lunged in for an attack.
3. 16.
His right eye that held the 16 glowed, a direct hit towards the Debt Collector's body, piercing straight through his chest, before trailing up and aiming a new attack towards his jaw.
15. 9.
His left eye glows now, splitting and breaking the lower jaw, showcasing the might of Puzzlmina from conception. The two dice acts as a guarantee attack for any move Harvard may have, depending on what the dice rolls. Should he miss, Leon could infer something horrible would happen to the boy, but such a mistake would most likely have Pharaoh intervene next. His energy was also starting to return to normalcy, a chance to properly fight back, as his strings began to tether into every construct he has available. "So you're going to gamble on a chance of victory. I'd say you're insane, but I take it you enjoy the rush rather than answer properly." Leon retorted, even with his lower jaw dislocated.
"Pretty much! Throwing the strongest monster I have is both taxing AND boring! I wanna make sure it's fun on my end!"
"Then you can die a Fool. A wielder of such cards holds no right to dictate on having fun in a battlefield."
"By all means then! Kill me! I want to see you try it." His pupils dilated as he charged ahead again, with Leon now preparing his counterattack. With this proper freedom, he can win.