Of flames and lighting

chapter 7

Kyriak looked at the hooded prisoner. The hooded prisoner looked back pointing at her for her place on illumi shoulders. "you" kyriak tilted her head pointing at herself. "Me?" she questioned.

"You to the centre" the hooded prisoner pointed to the area before them.

She paused from a moment, before jumping off the elders' shoulders. She was unsure of the challenge ahead – but was confident in her abilities. Very confident she could take the hooded figures out. They didn't have the same presence as Gittarackur nor the same feeling she got from her father or Hisoka (that was a good sign for her). But she couldn't really see the man's features who know he could be hiding his true colours.

"you're going first. We are here to kill one of you to prevent too from getting to the bottom the tower which is just behind that doorway. Unless you forfeit before the killing blow" the hooded figure pointed to the doorway hidden in shadows.

"soooo..." kyriak looked from the doorway to the hooded figure pointing at him. "I just have to win against you?"

"Then your partner can go"

"Then why don't way play a little game!" kyriak grinned cheekily, sliver hues glittering with glee.

"This isn't something you can work yourself out of"

"Hmm, but we could play tag! If catch me in the time limit you win and we can't proceed. And if I win, you..." she paused putting a finger to her check in thought she concluded with a nod. "You lose something!"

"y-you want to play tag?" the hooded man stuttered out in surprise.

It seemed to be an easy win for the prisoners. A game of tag against a child? Adult vs child? Who would say no?

"You got yourself a deal!" a loud voice growled out from behind the first hooded figure. The large male pushed himself forward. "Little girl, you better surrender! I'm wanted in over ten countries for murder, chasing down my victims one by one you won't be beaten by me. You!" he pointed towards a disguised illumi "Time it, five minutes that all I need"

Gittarackur looked between the smiling kyriak and the serial killer before nodding slowly, he could always intervene if needed – the prisoners never said otherwise.

"It begins now!" the larger man yelled jumping towards the girl. Kyriak let out a wicked grin, before jumping landed on the shoulder lunging shoulder before flipping over. "You gonna be faster than that old man!" she giggled pointing towards the growling figure. "You really don't want to lost our little game of life and death!" she sent him a closed eye smile.

"Your life's on the line mister! Didn't you realise?"

"What? Only you shall die!" the criminal yelled running arms out in an attempt to catch her.

"Oh yeah!" she muttered, "I didn't tell you what you what you will be losing, did I?" she question innocently tilted her head as once again she jumped out of the way.

"Huh!?" the man floundered for a moment. What would he lose? Surely the child couldn't make him lose anything officially, she was just a child?

"it's was your head of course!" she giggled saying it as if it was the most simplest thing in the world, lifting her foot up slamming it down on the man's hand – making him drop to the door from the momentum.

The five-minute timer just went off.

His eyes widen in horror as he realised his predicament. Only to watch at the life flickering before his eyes ending with the angel like child with the grin of the devil. Kyriak not knowing what was going through the man's head reached into her large flowing selves. Activating her Nen in the process.