Tetsuhiro opened his eyes and waved the guards away. "I'm fine. Sorry for worrying everyone, Kaiba." He snapped the dazed Seto Kaiba out of his stupor.
"You've probably guessed by now, haven't you? That man was your past incarnation-Priest Seto. The silver-haired woman in his arms was the soul who became the Blue-Eyes White Dragon to protect you forever!"
"Th-this is impossible! Past lives, reincarnation-those were just illusions!" Kaiba said hysterically.
"Still refusing to face reality, huh? Those three Blue-Eyes White Dragon cards in your hand are the best proof. Haven't you felt a strange sense of familiarity since coming here?"
"..." Kaiba abruptly stiffened, then slowly drew out his cards. He stared at them for a long time, conflicting emotions flickering in his eyes.
Tetsuhiro didn't try to persuade him any further. After exchanging a glance with Mokuba, he turned his attention to Shadi.
"Did he get trapped in the Mind Maze, just like in the original story?" Tetsuhiro raised his hand and beckoned. The Millennium Rod in Marik's hand began shaking violently.
"What's going on? What are you trying to do?" Even with all his strength, Dark Marik couldn't keep a firm grip on the rod.
It was slipping out of his hand little by little.
"I won't let you have it!" As he spoke, powerful dark energy erupted from his body.
Smack! Rishid caught his wrist and tried to pry his hand open.
"Let go, you bastard!" Dark Marik's face twisted as he prepared to kick him.
As Isis secretly drew on dark energy to protect Rishid, Tetsuhiro increased the attractive force again. The Millennium Rod tore free and flew into his hand.
"No! My Millennium Rod!"
"What are you screeching about? It's not like I won't give it back." Tetsuhiro examined it with his senses. Holding