From deeper in the fog echoed a long, slow clap of applause. A little more used to moving through such murky conditions, Bakura was able to keep just enough distance to prevent Midii from seeing him as anything more than the faintest of outlines. When he spoke there remained almost no trace of his host's polite words and accent.
"Well, well. I must admit, I didn't see that coming."
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"Well, well. I must admit, I didn't see that coming."