"Hey, Amane, why don't you take the hunter exam?"
"..eh?"
Amane Sweyne was a 13 year old girl from the Sweyne Clan, a talented clan of assassins, with strength rivalling that of the Zoldycks. Speaking of the Zoldycks, the Sweyne Clan and the Zoldyck...
"What the fu—" Amane swore as 8 of the smoke figures rushed towards her and Killua, brandishing katanas made from smoke.
Immediately, Amane took out her daggers, and blocked a slash with her daggers in an X formation.
Without missing a beat, Amane sidestepped and let the smoke figure fall off balance before lunging and sinking her dagger into the side of the shadow figure's neck.
Strangely, instead of spewing blood from the wound, the smoke figure instead dispersed into a regular cloud of smoke, and the mass of smoke soared out of the compartment door.
"Huh? What the heck?"
Suddenly, the other smoke figure thrusted their katana towards Amane, almost piercing her in the chest.
However, within a split second, she seemed to disappear then reappear behind the figure, and she plunged her dagger into it's back.
Just like it's companion, instead of bleeding out, it's human-like figure dissolved, and it too turned into a cloud of smoke, soaring out the door.
"What the hell is going on?" asked Killua.
"No idea!" exclaimed Amane, narrowly dodging a slash aimed for her neck. She tossed her two daggers into the two remaining smoke entities, and turned to Killua.
"Ah-.. you were already done?"
"Yeah. For a while now. I was just watching your fight," replied Killua, slightly amused, "That was a close one there."
"Damare, we'd better go check out the other train compartments." said Amane, rushing out of the train compartment.
Killua rolled his eyes with a chuckle, then went to follow her, cautiously looking around for any enemies.
Shouts came from the front of the train, and Amane raced towards the commotion, Killua closely following behind.
As the two arrived at the entrance of the train section, a booming laugh echoed throughout the halls.
"Is this seriously all these guys got?" guffawed a tall man with broad shoulders with sunglasses. "If these peons can't even defeat my Smoke Troopers, then they're definitely too weak to take the exam."
The unknown man swung a large smoke pipe around and let it rest on his shoulders, letting out a snicker.
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He was standing over a pile of unconscious people on the ground; the other people who had been on the train, traveling to the Hunter exam.
Amane could've sworn she recognized that buff guy from earlier at the top of the pile. He now had a large bump on his head, and his arm was bent the wrong way.
Suddenly, the mysterious man turned around, sensing the presence of the two children behind him.
