Phinks stumbled backward, his breathing ragged as blood dripped from his mouth. Gon's devastating punch had left his left arm shattered, hanging limply at his side, while Killua's relentless assault had crushed several of his ribs. The once-confident member of the Phantom Troupe now stood battered and cornered, his aura flickering weakly around him.
Killua stepped forward, his body crackling with electricity. His silver hair shimmered under the flickering lights of the ruined battlefield, and his piercing gaze locked onto Phinks. "You're done," he said coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion. "You should've known better than to stand in our way."
Phinks coughed, a weak laugh escaping his lips as he struggled to stay upright. "You brats think you've won? You're nothing compared to the Troupe. Even if I die, you'll never—"
Before he could finish, Killua vanished in a blur of speed. In an instant, he reappeared behind Phinks, his hand glowing with deadly electricity. "I'm not interested in your excuses," Killua muttered. "You hurt too many people. This is justice."
Phinks barely had time to react before Killua's hand plunged into his back, the electric surge coursing through his body. His scream of agony echoed through the battlefield as his muscles convulsed uncontrollably. Killua's grip tightened, his expression unyielding.
"This is for everyone you've hurt," Killua said, his voice low but filled with resolve. "And for Pitou."and
With a final surge of power, Killua sent a massive bolt of electricity through Phinks' body. The energy exploded outward, illuminating the ruins around them in a blinding flash. When the light faded, Phinks' lifeless body crumpled to the ground, smoke rising from his charred form.
Killua stood over him, his breathing steady, his eyes cold and calculating. For a moment, he stared at the fallen Troupe member, his mind racing with thoughts of everything that had led to this moment. Then, without a word, he turned and walked back to Gon, who stood silently nearby, his aura still simmering with raw power.
"It's done," Killua said simply, his voice quiet but firm.
Gon nodded, his fists unclenching as he let out a slow breath. "One less obstacle," he replied, his tone heavy with determination. "But we still have Chrollo."
Killua glanced at his friend, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. "Then let's finish this," he said, his voice resolute. Together, they turned and continued forward, leaving the lifeless body of Phinks behind as they moved closer to their ultimate goal.
As Gon and Killua pressed onward, their footsteps reverberating across the barren battlefield, the reality of their triumph over Phinks began to sink in. They had confronted one of the most formidable members of the Phantom Troupe, yet their mission was far from complete. Chrollo still loomed ahead, and the mere thought of facing him made the atmosphere around them feel dense with tension and expectation.
Gon’s expression was steely, determination etched across his features. His hands bore the marks of their recent struggle, bruised yet resolute. The encounter with Phinks had only intensified his thirst for justice and retribution against those who had harmed his loved ones. He stole a glance at Killua, who walked alongside him, his silver hair dancing like a flash of lightning in the breeze. Their connection was silent but palpable; they were a united front, ready to dismantle the rest of the Troupe together.
Killua’s gaze sharpened as he surveyed their surroundings. "We’re getting closer," he said, his tone taut with urgency. "Chrollo won’t make this easy for us."
Gon affirmed with a nod, his eyes steady. "He won’t have a choice."
As they moved deeper into the devastated city, the air thickened with the acrid smell of smoke and blood. The remnants of their battles served as a stark reminder of the sacrifices made along the way. Yet, neither Gon nor Killua wavered. Their shared purpose propelled them forward, and nothing could deter them now.
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Hunter X Hunter: The Phantom Troupe's Carnage.
FanfictionAfter the tumultuous events involving the Cockroach Hybrids, peace had finally been restored to the world. Neferpitou and Gon, having embarked on a journey of exploration, had been traversing the globe, encountering individuals from diverse cultures...
