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Please don't start, IV. If V sent us here, then it's here.

[III attempts to calm IV, keeping an eye out for any sign of their target. He's not exactly enthused about the location either, but he's generally better at keeping his calm under most circumstances, certainly better than his hotheaded brother.]

Besides, if you keep going on like this, you'll just broadcast that we're here. [It's pragmatism just as much as III wanting IV to calm down; after all, it's a little hard to get the job done if the target has a chance to realize what's up.]

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[IV makes a scantily gentlemanly sound under his breath as III's chiding, but at least he pipes down.]

You know what? That might be just the right idea.

[He doesn't leave his little brother any time to talk him down. IV just pulls his duel disk out and activates it, slapping one of his Numbers onto it in a way that has the cursed card send a silent shockwave pulse of its energy through their surroundings. Raising his arm with the disk, he smirks.]

There. That should flush them out.

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[III would complain, but IV is already acting before he can say anything. Besides, he does have a point; they can't stay here all day trying to find one person. Might as well speed it up.]

Let's hope so. [III's keeping an eye out as he slips the gauntlet for his own D-Pad on. He's skipping the actual pad part for now, but still wants to be somewhat prepared, just in case he has to jump in.

And good choice too, because from the way III is focusing in one direction he's heard something.]

Shh, I think they're coming.

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M-hmm.

[Rather than slipping into his usual fighting pose IV steps behind III, putting them back to back.]

And they've brought friends, it seems.

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[III takes his position at IV's back, standing as tall as he can as their opponents step into view. This is...certainly more than he expected, but he's not backing down now. He's just going to take this as his cue to attach the pad part of his D-Pad to the gauntlet, letting it unfold to its ready state.]

Two of us versus all of them...what do you think of our odds, IV? [The question is aimed at IV, but he 100% intends to be overheard.]

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[IV activates the rest of his dueling gear and tattoo as he smirks. His little brother is being a little shit again. He wonders how long it'll take those clowns to notice.

For now he'll play along, making his voice carry in the same way he does when he's turning the dueling ring into a stage.]

Unfair. Unless one of them carries two or doesn't have any, there'll be an uneven number of Numbers that we'll have to split.

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We could always duel between ourselves to decide who gets the third Number after dealing with this.

[He says this casually while activating his own tattoo, his left eye switching from green to pink as he holds his ground. III's tone is clearly meant to convey that it's a given that he and IV will win, and by the way the Number holders tense, they're catching on.]

Ah, looks like they figured it out, IV. [Took them long enough.]

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Hey, I thought we're trying to make things less unfair, not more!

[His hand runs over the piece that connects his arm to his blade-like device and adds under his breath.]

I can leash and duel three or four at once. How about you? Any ones you want in particular?

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[III scans the opponents, pointedly ignoring their impatience as he mutters back to IV.]

I can handle two, three if I push it. [While III is skilled in his own right, he's no pro duelist the way IV is.] And...

[One of the ganged up people interrupts, commenting that his 'Number 36' will take care of their monsters, and III blinks before returning his focus to IV.]

...I want that one. Three is my number.