[Before he can even respond, the world around him changes. As the darkness comes his vision is engulfed, his eyes unable to adjust fast enough to keep himself from being blinded. Bakura tenses, looking quickly to either side of him as he tries to inspect his new surroundings with a perturbed look.
This was just an illusion, right? The way everything had melted away, just before he couldn't see anymore...
Don't remind yourself. The thought is quickly forced out before it can fester.
He touches the stone, feeling the indentations and figuring out they're words, but the meaning--of why they were there, of where he even was--was lost on him. Instead Bakura focuses down on the sound of dirt shifting below his feet, and as he lifts one foot up to stomp down on it in paranoia, the other is grabbed by something.]
Aaaghh!
[The whole thing sets him off balance. Bakura twists away, and the confined space has him knocking his elbow painfully into a wall before he sends himself tumbling back onto the dirt with a grunt.
A hand rising from the ground--the spirit of Kul Elna, surely, but it still attacked him! Reaching back for his dagger, he doesn't hesitate to lean forward and impale it straight through.]
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This was just an illusion, right? The way everything had melted away, just before he couldn't see anymore...
Don't remind yourself. The thought is quickly forced out before it can fester.
He touches the stone, feeling the indentations and figuring out they're words, but the meaning--of why they were there, of where he even was--was lost on him. Instead Bakura focuses down on the sound of dirt shifting below his feet, and as he lifts one foot up to stomp down on it in paranoia, the other is grabbed by something.]
Aaaghh!
[The whole thing sets him off balance. Bakura twists away, and the confined space has him knocking his elbow painfully into a wall before he sends himself tumbling back onto the dirt with a grunt.
A hand rising from the ground--the spirit of Kul Elna, surely, but it still attacked him! Reaching back for his dagger, he doesn't hesitate to lean forward and impale it straight through.]