The rain was pouring down, as Bakura scolded the Pharaoh and Yugi for letting the items

be stolen, a
figure watched in the dark hidden in the shadows. She stood there like a silent sentinel in the rain,
the drops on her face giving the impression that she was crying. Looking back she sighs and moves
away from the scene, just in time of Bakura to notice her passing. His eyes widened as he took in her
form. Her hair soaked and glued to her back as she walked away. Bakura clenched his teeth but
couldnt stop his jaw from dropping as she vanished in lightening and dust.
In the past:
The doors of the palace burst open as three figures strode in the hall room. The dances stilled and
the people screamed. The three people were in a triangular format, each wearing a long cloak and
hood covering their identities. High Priest Seth stared, openly gaping in shock at their audacity of
breaking in to the palace and storming the throne room where the pharaoh was currently residing in
lew of coronation, not to mention capturing the Thief King himself. Moral was at an all-time high and
Seth was not going to let these three strangers ruin that. This lead to him confronting them in what
he thought was the name of the Pharaoh.
YOU SHALL COME NO FURTHER Commanded Seth to the trio that had settled into place at the for-
front of the room.
You shall release the recently captured child What seemed like the front figure spoke in a
monotone voice that also carried a command but in a far stronger tone.
A child? Thought Seth, his brow furrowed. You mean the child that had caused treason and
attempted to aid the Thief King in his escape? He questioned mockingly.
She meant no harm! Definitely the figure from the left called out passionately. His voice sounds
like the Thief Kings Seth recognised with a dull panic.
Whatever the matter may be, she will be punished Seth rebutted firm in his dissension.
You have one warning or we will take her by force Stated the front figure, a threat under the
words was promised.
You DARE threaten US? He asked increadusly, disbelief on his features.
Will you cooperate? Asked the figure to the left, whom sounded too close the Thief King for
comfort for those who have noticed the similarity.
This time is was the Pharaoh who had spoken. We will do no such thing and with a wave of his
hand, the palace guards advanced. The three figures remained still before suddenly springing into
action. Two fought the guards while the third ran towards the door and vanished into the shadows.
The two fought like nothing they ever saw, ducking weaving and racing through the swords and
spears, dancing on the guards heads. Using their bodies as weapons fighting off all attacks, by
chance the spear destroyed the hood of one of the figures revealing a woman with fiery red hair.
She glared at the guard who threw the spear and ran at him, sliding between the legs of a guard,
using the spear of another the pull herself up and at the same time disarm the man and jumped to
reach one of the drapings and swung herself to the guard, then to Seth and landed near the
pharaoh. Seth turned to her and the two of them engaged in a deadly dance of swords. He lunged
towards her; she dodged by twirling past the blade and delivered a small cut to his cheek. She
continued to twirl out of range and stopped in a stance that Seth had never seen before in all of
Egypt. Aggravated by her small victory, Seth once again came at her. A feigned upper cut turned in
to a low kick sweeping him off his feet but before Seth could get back on his feet, he found himself
staring down the edge of the blade resting at his throat.
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During this fight, the third figure was facing through the hallways following the map within his mind.