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"Seto," Mokuba radioed in, "she's back." Seto switched his security monitor without question, knowing exactly which arena to view.  He narrowed his eyes at the screen and studied her actions; she seemed distracted. "Intercept her when she leaves," Seto radioed back.  "Find out where she's headed." "Roger that," Mokuba replied without question.  "Talk to you later, bro." Seto didn't bother with a reply.  He returned to work but kept a portion of his attention on the security monitor.  She walked around the platform once before taking her place, then proceeded to look over her cards and shuf

Yuugi sighed heavily as he approached his room. "Anzu is right," he said aloud.  "Too many people are getting hurt in this tournament.  I don't even want to watch the next duel." "We have to," his other self responded.  "My fate depends on our victory." Yuugi opened the metal door nonetheless.  "Well, we're not competing in the next match, right?  It'll be okay if I rest in here for a minute." The spirit tensed as his host stepped into the room.  An unwelcome visitor had let himself in and was awaiting them.  Before Yuugi could speak, the spirit took over. You rest,  he ordered via their mind link.  I'll deal with him. Be careful,  Yuug