*at the mention of the creature, the floor opens up beneath killua, his whole world turning upside down to toss him into it. he hadn’t told alluka about what it had done to him and gon, not wanting to worry her either, and hearing that it had now done the same to her wrings his insides with guilt and rage. hearing alluka try to reassure him, he can’t help but snap.*

shouldn’t have to worry? of course i should! i should — i should have been there!

*hair and fur standing on end, his claws extend and his pupils narrow into dark, angry slits.*

you stay here. i’m going to go kill that thing.