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Not to be 'that guy' but Xyz have always required the materials to follow the same restrictions. As such, the materials should probably be 2 Level 4 FIRE Monsters or 2 Level 4 Monsters.
Such is the fate of all YGO RPs. When I went back to look at Duel Academy 2, I realized I had forgotten that there had been like five other characters who had maybe three posts before they dropped.
Bad day...? The blase comment contrasted rather sharply with the crying student's lament. "Why d'ya think this'll all just blow ova?" Brad felt like he should've been yelling this but his mother had taught him that a library was a sacred place. Instead, he just spoke in a particularly angry whisper. "I had ta carry a security guard down ta tha nurse's office, which is packed ta burstin', after some crazy lady used him ta knock down tha classroom door! Then she used some sorta hurricane thin' an' nearly truly took ma head off with a desk!"

Brad looked at the sobbing teen. This whole mess was madness... They were just kids... "What in tha name of tha Light is goin' on..."
If it makes you feel better, in the current tabletop game I'm in, I have not rolled higher than an 11 on a d20 after... almost 30 rolls.

So I join you in the pit of bad luck.
Brad slowly blinked, forcing himself to focus on Nathaniel's words. Climb the stairs up or down. To the crowds above or the library below. Brad was relieved to pick up on Nathaniel leaning one way; he wasn't one for making too many decisions on his own. "Right, that's probably tha right idea." He even allowed himself a weak laugh. "Granma always said 'Tha higha ya go, tha harda ya fall.'"

He left out another one of Granma's sayings: 'If ya go down with someone, ya go closa ta hell.' Admittedly, that likely wasn't in regards to this kind of situation.

Pushing himself off the wall and standing back to his full height, he looked down at Nathaniel. He didn't know why but that weirdo magic lady had looked at Nathaniel, so he must be important. He was never on the defensive line for games but Coach always had the players shuffle their roles in practice. Walk a mile in their shoes and all that. It looked like he had a quarterback to look out for now.

"Lead tha way, cap'n."
Right sorry, work's been literal hell this week. Gimme a few minutes and I'll throw something together.

Sorry again.
Brad didn't hear Nathaniel's question. At least, not at first. The trip to the infirmary had been frightening to the former footballer, from the near falls on the slick floor to the feeling that the crazy lady could be around any corner. The fact that it had gone so smoothly only made it worse. They had seen no one on the entire trip, neither security, student, nor attacker. While a week ago, he would've thanked the Light, he knew now that this place was too bizarre to have something go so well.

That and how quickly they were ushered out of the infirmary. Sure, he wasn't a doctor but he figured the struggling personnel would've appreciated an extra couple pairs of hands to help. Brad also knew CPR but he admitted to himself that was probably not what the moaning patients needed.

On top of all that, another particular moment burned in his mind. That lady in the classroom... She had looked at Nathaniel, specifically. Was he in danger? Was Brad in more danger just by being around him? He couldn't just leave him alone; the guy was one of his only friends.

Brad felt himself shake. He was big and tough and strong but, by the looks of things, that wasn't exactly going to help him here. Brad was way too out of his element here.

He propped himself up on the wall, finally processing Nathaniel's question. "I... I don't know."
Breaking news: Villainous types with magic powers actually have better cards than a bunch of scrub kids.

That, and other breaking stories such as the recent discovery of water being wet, at 11.
Brad bit his tongue as he watched the other students fly out the door as if recess had been called early. The sudden extra weight on his back snapped him back to the current situation, looking at Nathaniel from over his shoulder. "Probably. If someone tried ta fight me with this guy on ma back, it wouldn't be good."

Standing up to his full height, Brad grimaced. It had been a while since he did any heavy lifting while running. But hey, why not start in the middle of a school invasion by mysterious assailants? As good a time as any.

"Just try ta keep up, 'kay?"
Suggestion: She's in detention for skipping class. Remember kids, never skip class.
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