"You will be held here until the court is ready for you." Anubis waved his hand, and several of his underlings took control of the chains.

The thief Bakura, his wrists wound together, could not retaliate. And with his ankles tightly bound as well, he could not run either. The lesser gods simply picked up his body by the arms, and threw him in a lonely silent cell in the great hall of judgment.

"Be patient. Osiris will weigh your heart against the feather of truth, and Thoth will record your transgressions soon enough."

Bakura refused to acknowledge the deity.

"And may Ammut be prepared to devour you, should your heart be full of sin and tip the great scale."

Again, Bakura refused to acknowledge.

As the gods turned their backs, he quickly discovered that he was bound to the floor. There was still no possibility of escape.

"Fucking pharaoh." He muttered to himself, pulling at the chains. They rattled, but could not be broken, especially not by a mere spirit. "This is all your fault."

To his surprise, when he glanced up again, he saw Anubis guiding that very spirit down the great hall. The former king of Egypt stopped momentarily, despite Anubis' guiding hand.

"Bakura?" he whispered, turning to face the thief.

The chained one just coughed under his breath.

"Who exactly were you expecting, your highness?" he scoffed. He would have struck the pharaoh had he not already been restrained.

"Horus incarnate, you need not pay this criminal any heed." Anubis interrupted. "He will be dealt with accordingly."

"I am certain of that." Atemu answered quickly. "Please, allow me a few moments before we proceed."

"Of course." The god bowed to the pharaoh, who was a god in his own right. He stepped back a respectful distance, allowing Atemu to approach the chained thief.

"If you're going to pardon me, or get me out of here, you might want to do it now, pharaoh." Bakura snorted, unable to rise from the floor. "If not, then get out of my fucking face!"

"I defeated you in the shadow game weeks ago." Atemu stared at the prisoner beneath him. He should have faced judgment already.

"Yeah, well, I was doing a pretty good job running until he showed up." Bakura gestured rudely at Anubis.

"Bakura, you disgraced my father's tomb, you slaughtered hundreds if not thousands of innocent people. And you started a battle that did not end for three thousand years." Atemu spoke clearly. "You cannot run from fate."

Bakura didn't acknowledge him either. He never saw a point to acknowledging defeat, even if it was clearly upon him. He fiddled with his hands in the chains.

"You got a point to make, pharaoh?" Bakura finally laughed, although it sounded unusually empty. "You're not exactly the pure of heart either."

"On the contrary, Bakura. I have overcome my inner darkness. Yugi can testify to that." He smiled. "He bested me in a duel. He is truly ready to exist without me. And I am finally ready to rest. I learned compassion from my lighter half, something you will never understand. Therefore, my work in that realm is finally finished."

"Skip the nostalgia trip." Bakura muttered. "You're only finished because you finally managed to kill me. That's what this was all about. That's the only thing this was about!"

By this point, Anubis could no longer stand by and watch a fellow god incarnate be insulted by a lowly thief.

"Pharaoh Atemu, the scale of Ma'at awaits your presence. May your journey into the western kingdom with Osiris be a pleasant one." He bowed respectfully, guiding Atemu away from where Bakura was chained. "And as for you, you should know that treason against gods will be punished."

Bakura mumbled something under his breath.

Atemu just lowered his head.

"You will pay for the crimes you have committed against Egypt, against my people, against my friends." He added softly.

"Yeah, well it doesn't matter much now, does it." Bakura snapped. "There's only so much of me that can be devoured. And only once."

He watched Atemu descend through the winding hallway, with Anubis guiding him.

"I hope I leave a bad taste in her mouth." He added loudly, before reclining back against the stone floor of the temple. There wasn't much else he could do, except wait for fate to finally finish him off.