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in every rose (closed to Kaiba and Yugi)
You'd think that Seto Kaiba would know better by now than to poke his nose in every available trace of dangerous magic. Self preservation is a valuable instinct to have.
But you'd think wrong. Emboldened by another recent discovery, that tower entirely encased in thorny vines seems more like a guardian of a secret than an obstacle best avoided. What better way than to demonstrate his growing competence than to clear the path?
He's at least sensible enough to wait for a willing companion---Yugi, in this case. He squints up at the top of the tower, arms folded.
"I've tried every spell I know, and several enchanted artifacts. It resists them all. Yugi, do you happen to have a green thumb?"
But you'd think wrong. Emboldened by another recent discovery, that tower entirely encased in thorny vines seems more like a guardian of a secret than an obstacle best avoided. What better way than to demonstrate his growing competence than to clear the path?
He's at least sensible enough to wait for a willing companion---Yugi, in this case. He squints up at the top of the tower, arms folded.
"I've tried every spell I know, and several enchanted artifacts. It resists them all. Yugi, do you happen to have a green thumb?"