Bakura exhaled loudly, and shook his head without glancing up at Valdis. He didn't know where this curiosity had come from, but she was at least being tolerable while being so nosy.

"No. That was because my soul was so tied up in Zorc's at the time, and the Pharaoh summoned Horakhty in his final attack. The creator of light against the dark god... it went as well as you might imagine. Or perhaps, given your sword, it's less imagination and more observation."

Bakura traced an absent thumb over the edge of the Ring. "There shouldn't have been anything left of Zorc, following that, but the demon remains. It's not unlikely that's the same reason there was still enough of me to get pulled back here."