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The two disgusted young adults went to take their seats in the arena. Cece was now conflicted because she wanted both Hisoka and Kastro to get severely hurt. The stadium was packed to the brim. Hisoka and Kastro both came out onto the fighting ring. "I should thank you Hisoka. If it weren't for you I would have never been inspired to become this strong." Kastro exclaimed boldly. "Are you implying you've gotten stronger?" Hisoka sighed. He looked extremely disinterested and bored. "I have yet to use my full strength in any of my nine fights so far. Those were only a mere warm up for my battle today." Kastro announced confidently. "Ready, fight," the referee said.

"Here I go!" Kastro cried out as he charged Hisoka. Kastro tried to attack Hisoka from the right, but he promptly dodged. Suddenly Hisoka was struck from the left. "What was that? There is no way he could have attacked Hisoka from that angle." Killua noted. "Maybe there is two Kastros." Cece suggested. Killua flashed Cece a look that most people interrupted as 'really, you're going to go there'. Hisoka was also looking fairly surprised as well. There was no way Kastro could have hit him from the left side.

"Hisoka, I'm not the same person I was two years ago when we fought. You shouldn't treat me as such. Give me your best shot." Kastro demanded.

"I'll give you my best shot when I see it necessary." Hisoka said.

Cece wasn't quite sure if she liked where this was going. If it continued the way it was going only Hisoka would get the tar beaten out of him. At the moment she was kind of feeling a little more bitter towards Kastro. Hisoka hadn't bothered her in a whole month! Last time she had this kind of streak was before she knew him. So anyways Hisoka needed to start beating up Kastro soon so it was even.

Kastro once again charged at Hisoka. Hisoka made sure to keep a close eye on Kastro's fist. As Kastro tried to punch Hisoka from the right, he once again jumped away. Then Kastro somehow managed to punch Hisoka from the left. "I'm sure he dodged that." Killua muttered under his breath. Kastro began a nonstop of charging attacks against Hisoka. This time Hisoka was managing to dodge each and every one of them while he closely examined Kastro's movements.

"Will you just run around instead of attack?" Kastro sneered. Hisoka silently continued to dodge. Kastro went in for a kick, while Hisoka put his arm up to block. Suddenly Kastro was behind Hisoka. He kicked the stunned clown in the face causing him to get knocked over. "Have you changed your mind yet, or do you prefer to die ignorant?" Kastro mocked. "You know the best way to make the loser on the ground to talk is to try not to talk to him." Cece commented. "You know from experience?" Killua asked as he took his eyes off the fight. "Unfortunately," Cece sighed.

"Can you fight?" The referee asked Hisoka. He replied with a grin most people would call creepy. If you're Cece, you would have probably called the smile stupid. The jester rose from the arena floor. "If I'm not mistaken you seem to disappear, but that is not correct. You were about to kick me from the front, and then kicked my from behind. I believe I'm missing something very basic here." Hisoka finally said. Kastro looked like he was trying to cover up his anxiety. "There is no point in trying. You'll never figure it out no matter how many times you run in circles. Now you better get serious because with my next attack I will take your arm." Kastro warned.

"Go ahead, take it," Hisoka offered as he held out his left arm. Kastro glared at the willing Hisoka. "Fine, I guess you just weren't as good as I remembered. I will use my True Tiger Bite Fist!" Kastro cried out. "Did he honestly just call out his move?" Cece laughed. "Yes he did, but only because Tiger Bite Fist is an actual well known attack. It has been known to split trees in half." Killua explained not that it mattered. Cece was still dying at the fact that he called out his attack name. The audience around her began to glare so Killua did what a responsible person would do in the situation. He hit her in the stomach causing her to embrace her victimized area and replace her laughing with a quiet moan.