There's the barest, faintest gleam of golden light at Bakura's forehead. It's there and gone in an instant, a brief suggestion of the outline of an eye. Arms cross over his chest — the movement is a little awkward for the presence of the Duel Disk — and that smirk is still firmly in place. For someone who's all long limbs and little muscle, someone who looks to be next to useless in a physical fight, he's pretty confident in the manner of intimidating poses.
Although that crackle of electricity is interesting indeed. What manner of man is this? Bakura had't paid too much attention to him during the duel — the opening moves had made it clear that it would not be a hard challenge — but now he takes note indeed. What an interesting contribution to his collection of souls this one will be!
"You see, you've lost the game. And when the shadows are promised a soul, that soul does not escape."
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There's the barest, faintest gleam of golden light at Bakura's forehead. It's there and gone in an instant, a brief suggestion of the outline of an eye. Arms cross over his chest — the movement is a little awkward for the presence of the Duel Disk — and that smirk is still firmly in place. For someone who's all long limbs and little muscle, someone who looks to be next to useless in a physical fight, he's pretty confident in the manner of intimidating poses.
Although that crackle of electricity is interesting indeed. What manner of man is this? Bakura had't paid too much attention to him during the duel — the opening moves had made it clear that it would not be a hard challenge — but now he takes note indeed. What an interesting contribution to his collection of souls this one will be!
"You see, you've lost the game. And when the shadows are promised a soul, that soul does not escape."