no, nothing. i met her here.

*killua's digs sharpened nails into his knees, head storming. he can't get past the realization that if he'd refused her, not only would he have died but everyone he loves -- maybe even alluka herself. he could have massacred the whole airship. one hand clutches at his side instead, grips at the flesh he'd torn open to sate her hunger.*

what... what is she?