And Kaiba? He doesn't like it. He sees how much the noose retightens, and it makes him struggle against his bonds. For a moment, he doesn't care that his wrists burn and ache from the strain of it, he wants them to know that it's dirty!
He wants them to know they can't keep doing this, and expecting him to play along!
...Until the moment his own noose tightens. A reminder that he's bound by the rules. Don't want to play along? Then die.
They can revive him. It makes little difference.
That, and only that, is what brings him down enough to play again, but that ugly, unsetting look is back on his face as he slams a foot onto the letter "M".
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And Kaiba? He doesn't like it. He sees how much the noose retightens, and it makes him struggle against his bonds. For a moment, he doesn't care that his wrists burn and ache from the strain of it, he wants them to know that it's dirty!
He wants them to know they can't keep doing this, and expecting him to play along!
...Until the moment his own noose tightens. A reminder that he's bound by the rules. Don't want to play along? Then die.
They can revive him. It makes little difference.
That, and only that, is what brings him down enough to play again, but that ugly, unsetting look is back on his face as he slams a foot onto the letter "M".