[It understood, all right-- but there didn't appear to be anything for it to speak with. Although it also... didn't seem interested in speaking. Instead, it stepped forward. Despite the fact that it seemed more peaceful than the other monsters, there was still something... menacing about it.]
[Extending a long arm, it pointed with one of its leather-gloved hands, as well as it could with those odd, seemingly-fused fingers... it pointed at the corpse that Bakura was dragging.]
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[Extending a long arm, it pointed with one of its leather-gloved hands, as well as it could with those odd, seemingly-fused fingers... it pointed at the corpse that Bakura was dragging.]
[That. It wants that.]