"You know what?" For some reason, Kaiba not even remembering how he hurt them—how he hurt Shizuka—infuriates Zahra even more than if he did. Ignorant of all the pain he caused, strolling along casually, not even knowing he did anything wrong (not that their Kaiba was regretful either, but)...

"Sure. Goodbye, Kaiba." Zahra strolls past Kaiba, then pauses. "Oh, right! I think you'll want these." Zahra fishes out a few keepsakes from their bag, considering them carefully. They've been waiting for this opportunity for a while now. "Oh, right. Seeing your despicable mug reminds me of something I need to do."

They casually twirl the cards towards Kaiba: three copies of Blue-Eyes White Dragon. They're his, to, down to every detail that not even Zahra can detect.

The next thing Zahra takes from their bag is a lighter.