Bakura nodded, following carefully after at the bark, stopping and staring as the werewolf fell. "Another illusion...?"

He hesitated a moment. Could Purify maybe...

Pressing his lips together a moment he nodded to himself before closing his eyes in concentration, white aura building around him as calling up his magic. With a small gesture he pushed it outward towards the walls, silently calling the spell.

The wall Kay had fell through faded slightly, illusion still present, though weakened, looking almost a touch translucent and shimmery.

Bakura exhaled softly, looking at it. "Pretty strong if Purify only did that little..."