Yasuda Uria froze where she stood, carefully studying the young man's face as though trying to determine whether he was serious or spouting nonsense with a straight face.
Then Kira burst out laughing.
"Just kidding." He laughed heartily, then turned serious. "Honestly, you've been with me for quite a while now. Or at least, your card has been with me, right?
"Anyway, the point is, you should understand that this has always been my view."
Kira's smile vanished, and a rare look of seriousness appeared on his face.
He turned to Old Thousand across from him, as though these words were meant for Old Thousand, specifically to refute what he had just said.
"If Duel Monsters are weapons, then there should be even less distinction between good and evil," Kira said. "Power is merely power. Just as a gun was born into this world for the purpose of hurting people, there is no such thing as a 'gun of justice.'
"By the same logic, there is no such thing as an 'evil gun' either. The only difference lies in the gunman's intentions and actions."
Yasuda Uria's heart stirred, and she looked up at his back in surprise.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but she suddenly felt that this figure had changed from the sly and cunning image in her mind into someone imposing and lofty.
After thinking for a moment, she could not help saying, "But... but my power really is a power that brings disaster. In every era, this power existed for the sake of plunder..."
As she spoke, she lowered her head to look at her hands, as though she despised this inborn gift and the power it gave her.
But the next moment, Kira spoke again with complete frankness. "Then just use that power to plunder those