"Then the puppet will unmake me. And you'll forget my face forever."
Kurapika didn't move. "Which prince? There are only three left alive above us."
"Your remaining time. All of it. Give him your lifespan, and he'll give you back the Kurta clan's eyes. All of them. No tricks."
Meanwhile, Gon Freecss sat cross-legged on a pile of rotting fish crates. He wasn't supposed to be here. He couldn't even see Nen anymore—not properly. But he could feel it. A pulse, like a second heartbeat beneath the ship's engines. Hunter x Hunter- Chapter 411 - Hunter - Hunter Manga Online
"Kurapika," Pairo said, his voice a recording. "The prince who has no body used my memory as bait. He wants to trade."
The hand pulled him under.
The air tasted of rust and ozone. Kurapika’s left eye throbbed beneath his bandages, the Scarlet Flash not yet ignited but hungry . He pressed his back against a cool metal pipe, listening. "Then the puppet will unmake me
She grabbed his throat. Instead of squeezing, she pushed —and Kurapika's consciousness fell through a trapdoor of memories.
From the far end of the corridor, a figure emerged from the steam leaking from a busted pressure valve. It was a woman—or at least, it had been. Her skin was porcelain white, cracked like a teacup, with gold filaments stitching her limbs back together. Her eyes were glass marbles, mismatched: one blue, one crimson.
She was a Puppet —a Nen construct born from a fallen Kakin prince’s post-mortem ability: . There are only three left alive above us
Killua’s eyes flickered blue with Godspeed static. "I don't sense anything."
He was in a room. A simple wooden room. A man sat at a desk, writing by candlelight. The man turned.