There's a slow but gradual progression of a stormy coldness gathering in Bakura's gaze, as Valdis presses deeper on topics that are, at best, never more than tenuously scabbed over.

"Sacrifice," he repeated, and now there's a brittle note in his voice. "Ninety-nine lives, that was the spell's cost. A village, slaughtered in secret at the pharaoh's command, for a power said to rival that of the gods. And they got almost every living person when they did it... save one."