[ Dark Bakura is yelping again when the sword appears where Noctis' fishing pole should have been, yanking his hand away before the blade can cut too deeply into his skin. Unfortunately, he was too slow, and though his wounds are minor, what little blood there is is enough to attract another bubble trail that escapes Dark Bakura's notice. ]

If you're in the wrong about the size, then expect to be on your own... I already did my time with these bastards back home, and believe it or not, I'd really like to not go back to that particular part of life on the Nile.

[ He's just here three millennia later for revenge, man, he didn't think he'd still be running from these things!! ]