Seeking

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Nicolais was seeking new avenues to earn money and heard about an agency that specializes in providing bodyguards and hirelings for the rich and famous. This opportunity intrigued him as it promised not only financial gain but also a deeper understanding of the mafia, which would be a significant achievement for a blacklist Hunter. Once he located the agency, he sought out a client with strong connections to the prestigious auction in Yorknew City. He was recommended to approach the Nostrade family.

At the beginning of August, Nicolais arrived at the mansion of a collector who was known for amassing body parts, intending to apply for a job as a bodyguard. 

Nicolias felt a sense of anticipation as he approached the imposing mansion of the Nostrade family. The mansion, located in one of the more affluent parts of Yorknew City, was known for its grandeur and the powerful connections of its owner. Nicolias had heard that the Nostrade family had significant ties to the underworld, and working for them as a bodyguard could provide invaluable insights into the workings of the mafia—a crucial step in his journey to becoming a top-tier blacklist Hunter. 

As he walked up the marble steps to the mansion's entrance, Nicolias couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness. This was a critical opportunity to prove himself and make powerful connections. He took a deep breath and knocked on the heavy wooden door. A butler promptly answered and, after confirming his appointment, led him inside.

The interior of the mansion was as luxurious as he had expected, with opulent furnishings and art adorning the walls. Nicolias was led to a spacious drawing room where several individuals were already gathered. He recognized some of them from the descriptions he had received.

Melody, a short woman with a serene expression and a mysterious aura, sat quietly in a corner, her eyes closed as if listening to some unseen melody. Baise, a tall and confident woman, leaned casually against the wall, her eyes scanning the room with a sharp, calculating gaze. Shachmono Tocino, a stout man with a jovial demeanor, chatted amiably with Basho, a muscular man whose intense focus was evident in his stance. Kurapika, a calm and composed young man with strikingly sharp eyes, stood near the window, observing the surroundings with a quiet intensity. Squala, a slightly nervous-looking man, was fidgeting with his hands.

Nicolias introduced himself, and the group acknowledged his presence with nods and brief greetings. It was clear that they were all experienced individuals, and he felt a sense of respect and camaraderie.

Moments later, a man in a suit entered the room. "Good afternoon, everyone," he said. "My name is Dalzollene, and I am the head of security for the Nostrade family. Thank you for coming. We are looking for skilled bodyguards to protect our interests during the upcoming auction in Yorknew City. The job will be dangerous, but the rewards are substantial. Let's start with introductions and see what skills you bring to the table."

Each person took turns introducing themselves and explaining their abilities. Melody spoke of her ability to sense people's intentions and health through their heartbeat. Baise mentioned her ability to control men with a kiss, a power she used sparingly but effectively. Shachmono Tocino and Basho shared their unique combat skills, with Basho demonstrating his haiku-based Nen ability. Kurapika, though reserved, revealed that he was a Hunter and hinted at his proficiency in combat and strategy. Squala, despite his nervousness, explained his expertise in handling and training dogs for security purposes.

When it was Nicolias's turn, he stood confidently and spoke. "My name is Nicolias, and I specialize in intelligence gathering and strategic analysis. My Nen ability, 'Analytical Eye,' allows me to analyze opponents' movements and Nen techniques, giving me a strategic advantage. 

I don't think I should tell him anymore and things about my abilities.So for now.Until.It's necessary.I won't give you any more information not already have. 

The room was silent for a moment as the others absorbed his explanation. Dalzollene nodded, clearly impressed. "Excellent. Your abilities will be very useful. The auction is a prime target for various mafia groups and other dangerous elements, so we need all the help we can get. Welcome aboard, Nicolias."

With the introductions complete, Dalzollene briefed them on the upcoming mission. The auction in Yorknew City was notorious for attracting the most dangerous and influential figures in the underworld. The Nostrade family aimed to acquire several valuable items, and it was their job to ensure the safety of the family and the successful completion of the transactions.

As the meeting concluded, Nicolias felt a renewed sense of purpose. "This is a valuable chance to gather as much data as I possibly can," he thought. He approached Kurapika.

"That was the first time we actually spoke, but it's nice to see you again."

"Do I know you? You don't look familiar."

"You don't remember? It's me, Nicolias, from the exams. Ring any bells? I was #187."

"I think I would remember a face. The only person I can think of is... a chubby... wait. Are you really him? You look somewhat similar. Did you slim down a lot or what?"

"I did, actually. I feel better as well. Nothing was wrong with my body beforehand; I was in tip-top shape. But I did lose a couple of pounds to fight better. I'm in excellent shape now."

"So how did you end up here, Nicolias?"

"Well, if you're asking for personal reasons, I was interested in this family, and they happened to have a job opening. So I thought, what the heck, let's check it out."

"I see. I guess that makes sense. You do seem like a person who wants to know everything he possibly can. I understand that. But don't forget, we're not here for pleasantries. We're here to do a job. So don't forget that."

"Of course, I know I'm on a job. It doesn't mean I can't be intrigued. But enough talking. It's good to meet you again. But like you said, it's time that we handle some business. So let's see what our first task is."

"Your first task as bodyguards is to protect your true boss, Neon Nostrade. From now on, she is your priority. Your natural priority. No one else's but hers. Your main focus is to keep her safe unless stated otherwise. Failure is not an option. So do not let this be a word to other employers in this household."

"Follow me, I will take you to your new boss."

As the group walked up the stairs and down the corridor, they came upon a room that was different from the rest. Upon entering, they were met with many strange objects. Neon was a collector through and through, which made sense, seeing that her family was known for such interests.

Seeing the group enter her room, Neon introduced herself, "I'm Neon, and I will be your boss. What I say goes. No will not be taken for an answer. If you wish to get paid, then do your job well."

With that, the group moved to their posts and prepared to put their skills into action.

Kurapika and the newly formed team, including Nicolias, embarked on their first task: guarding their boss, Neon Nostrade, on her journey to Yorknew City. In the car, they all sat quietly as Neon played with many of her strange objects. Bored, she decided to ask the group, which included Kurapika, Nicolias, and Melody, if they would be interested in knowing their future. Intrigued by her statement, Nicolias obliged. Neon asked for a pen and a pad, and as she began to write, a ghostly figure appeared. Its eyes were closed, its mouth had big lips, and its body was purple like a ghastly ghost. It didn't speak but started controlling Neon, who was close to being in a daze, as if she couldn't see. The group was shocked but allowed her to write.

When she finished, she reawakened, confused and bewildered. "Oh, that happens sometimes. Well, all the time. No need to worry though, nothing bad has ever happened when I used it. But besides that, here you are. This is your possible future. I've never been wrong before, but you never know with these things. So, I wouldn't trust it if I were you, but you know you're free to do whatever you want."

Nicolias, now even more intrigued, decided to read the note she wrote down on the pad. The words read: "You, who are not one, but many. Yet it's always one. You will soon meet danger. But within that danger lies your future."

Nicolias, reading this, knowing he is a genius and very intelligent, could not understand what the words meant. He decided to keep the note anyway, inside his jacket pocket.

Kurapika, reading it as well, commented, "It doesn't really make sense. It just says that you're going to have an opportunity but also danger. That's kind of ambiguous. Is it great danger? Or just tripping? Kind of confusing."

"There's an opportunity, so I'm going to take it as a good thing. Besides, it didn't say I was going to die, so that's good."

"You do have a point, Nicolias," said Melody. "It doesn't sound all that bad if you look at the grand scheme of it. So if we do our job well, we really shouldn't have to worry about this future danger."

"But Miss Neon, what was that key that popped up, like it was engraved upon your hands as you wrote the note?"

"I don't know. I just blacked out. Every time I black out, I can write this note. I have no control over what I write. It's usually correct though, and it's about future events. But that's all I know. I really don't care how it works, so long as it works."

Nicolias, hearing this, was even more intrigued. "So she doesn't even know she is utilizing Nen. That's very interesting. I'll save this in my data bank. This could be useful information on how Nen operates."

Neon, the daughter of the Nostrade Clan's leader, was not just any ordinary girl. She was a Specialist whose ability, "Lovely Ghostwriter," allowed her to make accurate predictions about the future. Her father had used this ability to climb the ranks within the Mafia, securing a high status that necessitated the protection of a large number of bodyguards.

As they traveled to Yorknew City, Kurapika briefed the team on Neon's importance and the potential dangers they might face. Nicolias, with his analytical mind and strategic abilities, quickly grasped the gravity of their mission. They were not just protecting a spoiled heiress; they were safeguarding a valuable asset whose abilities had far-reaching implications.

Upon arriving in Yorknew City on September 1st, the team immediately noticed the heightened tension in the air. The city was bustling with activity, and the Underground Auction was drawing dangerous individuals from all corners of the world. They settled into their accommodations, remaining vigilant for any signs of trouble.

That evening, the Underground Auction commenced. The room was filled with an eclectic mix of wealthy collectors, influential figures, and shadowy characters. Neon, flanked by her bodyguards Baise and Shacmo, seemed oblivious to the potential dangers, engrossed in the excitement of the event. However, Baise and Shacmo and the rest of the team who were on stand-by remained on high alert, aware that the auction was a prime target for criminal activity.

Their vigilance paid off when, just as Neon's latest prediction had warned, the Phantom Troupe launched a surprise attack on the auction. The Troupe, a notorious group of thieves, aimed to steal all the valuable items up for bid. Chaos erupted as the Troupe members, displaying their formidable Nen abilities, slaughtered many Mafia clients and bodyguards alike.

Kurapika and his comrades sprang into action, determined to protect Neon and fend off the attackers. Nicolias, using his "Analytical Eye" and "Data Construct" abilities, quickly assessed the situation and relayed strategic information to his teammates. He projected holograms to distract the Troupe members and created physical constructs to block their attacks, buying precious time for his allies to get away.

Baise, Neon, and Shachmono Tocino employed their unique Nen techniques to fight off the attacker. With the force of a fierce storm, they managed to hold their ground. Meanwhile, Nicolias used his constructs to create illusions and barriers, blocking the attacker's path.

Thanks to their combined efforts, they were able to escort the attacker out of the auction, protecting their teammates who might have otherwise perished.

Graphica and the rest of the group, except Nicolias, who stayed behind to monitor the situation from his computer, met up with Neon and escorted her away from the scene to ensure her safety.

"Take her back to the mansion. Make sure she's far away from here," Nicolias instructed.

"Right," the group responded in unison.

Just as it seemed they might be overrun, a Shadow Beast—one of the Mafia's top ten Nen users—arrived on the scene. Having been forewarned by Neon's predictions, the Shadow Beast had already removed all the valuable items from the vault, thwarting the Troupe's primary objective.

Realizing that the auction items were no longer in the building, the Phantom Troupe decided to retreat, vowing to return for what they sought. The attack left a wake of destruction, with many lives lost and the auction house in shambles. However, thanks to Neon's predictions and the combined efforts of Kurapika and his team, Neon remained safe, and the Troupe's plans were foiled for the moment.

As they regrouped and assessed the aftermath, Kurapika knew this was just the beginning. The threat of the Phantom Troupe loomed large, and the path ahead was fraught with danger. But with his comrades by his side and their skills honed through this ordeal, he felt more determined than ever to protect Neon and take down the Troupe once and for all.

As the chaos of the auction attack settled, the Mafia organizations in Yorknew City were left reeling. Believing that the Phantom Troupe had stolen their precious auction items, they launched a massive manhunt to track down the thieves. Kurapika, along with his team of bodyguards, was instructed to join in the chase. Nicolias, ever eager to gather more data and improve his abilities, saw this as an invaluable opportunity to study some of the most dangerous Nen users in the world.

Kurapika's group quickly learned that the Phantom Troupe was planning to confront the Mafia, hoping to lure out the elite Shadow Beasts for interrogation about the missing auction items. The stage was set for a brutal confrontation, and Kurapika, along with his team, followed closely, ready to strike when the moment was right.

One member of the Troupe, Uvogin, was known for his immense strength as an Enhancer. His reputation as a powerhouse preceded him, and Nicolias was particularly keen to observe and analyze his abilities. As they closed in on the meeting point, the tension was palpable.

The confrontation began with Uvogin single-handedly taking on a large number of armed Mafia gangsters. His brute strength and indomitable will were on full display as he tore through their ranks, reducing heavily armed men to lifeless bodies with a few devastating blows. Nicolias watched intently, his Analytical Eye capturing every detail of Uvogin's movements and the raw power of his Nen.

"This is incredible," Nicolias muttered to himself, his computer-like construct, Beta, silently recording the data. "His aura is massive, and his techniques are purely offensive. He's using pure strength and durability to overpower them."

Kurapika and the others remained hidden, knowing that a direct confrontation with Uvogin at this point would be suicidal. Instead, they watched as Uvogin's rampage had the intended effect: it drew out four of the Shadow Beasts, the Mafia's elite enforcers. Each of them possessed unique Nen abilities, and Nicolias was eager to see them in action.

The first Shadow Beast to confront Uvogin was Worm. He burrowed underground and attacked with his surprising speed and tunneling ability. Nicolias noted the precision and adaptability of Worm's combat style, his eyes scanning and recording every movement.

Next was Leech, whose Nen ability involved injecting deadly leeches into his opponents. He attacked Uvogin with a swarm of these parasites, attempting to weaken the mighty Enhancer. Uvogin, however, shrugged off the attacks with his overwhelming resilience. Nicolias analyzed the range and effectiveness of Leech's techniques, noting the potential strategies to counteract such abilities.

The third Shadow Beast, Porcupine, had an ability that allowed him to harden his hair into deadly spikes. He launched a barrage of these spikes at Uvogin, hoping to impale the brute. But Uvogin's Nen aura provided a nearly impenetrable defense, and he broke through Porcupine's attacks with ease. Nicolias was fascinated by the defensive capabilities of Uvogin's aura and the potential applications of similar techniques.

Finally, Rabid Dog, with his feral and aggressive fighting style, confronted Uvogin. He used his heightened senses and animalistic agility to launch a series of rapid attacks. Uvogin, however, was unfazed, and with a single, earth-shattering punch, he incapacitated Rabid Dog.

Nicolias's mind raced as he absorbed the information. He turned to Kurapika, who was equally focused on the battle. "We need to understand their weaknesses," Nicolias whispered. "Uvogin's strength is terrifying, but there's always a way to counter every ability."

Kurapika nodded, his eyes never leaving the fight. "We must be patient and gather as much data as you can. When the time comes, we'll strike!"

As the battle raged on, Nicolias's Analytical Eye and Beta continued to record and analyze every detail. He noted Uvogin's fighting patterns, the weaknesses of the Shadow Beasts' abilities, and the strategic implications of their Nen techniques. This confrontation was a goldmine of information, and Nicolias was determined to use it to strengthen their team and prepare for the inevitable showdown with the Phantom Troupe.

Despite the ferocity of the battle, Uvogin's sheer power proved too much for the Shadow Beasts. One by one, they fell, their abilities and strategies no match for the overwhelming force of the Enhancer. But the data Nicolias gathered would prove invaluable in the future. With every fight, every observation, he and Beta grew stronger, more knowledgeable, and more prepared for the challenges ahead.

As the dust settled and the survivors regrouped, Nicolias and Kurapika knew that this was just the beginning. The hunt for the Phantom Troupe was far from over, and with the data they had collected, they were one step closer to achieving their ultimate goal.

Even though they managed to injure and paralyze Uvogin, the strength and brutality of the Enhancer were too much for the Shadow Beasts. One by one, they fell to his overwhelming power, their abilities and strategies unable to withstand his relentless assault. The sight of their fallen comrades filled Kurapika and Nicolias with a mix of dread and resolve. Nicolias, observing through his Analytical Eye, captured every detail, ensuring that no piece of data went unnoticed.

As Uvogin stood victorious over the bodies of the Shadow Beasts, Kurapika's eyes narrowed in on the spider tattoo on Uvogin's back. A surge of rage and determination surged through him. He remembered the horrors the Phantom Troupe had inflicted upon his clan. Despite his comrades' discouragement, Kurapika moved forward with unwavering determination.

Nicolias, sensing Kurapika's resolve, supported his decision. "We need to take this chance. Uvogin is weakened, and this is our best opportunity."

Kurapika nodded, his chains materializing around his fingers. He leaped into action, taking advantage of Uvogin's momentary vulnerability. His chains wrapped around Uvogin, restricting his movements. "Chain Jail!" Kurapika shouted, his Nen ability binding Uvogin tightly. The Enhancer struggled, but the chains were unbreakable for anyone not bound by the condition of Kurapika's revenge.

Seeing Uvogin incapacitated, Kurapika's comrades quickly joined him. They secured Uvogin and moved swiftly to a nearby car, their hearts pounding with a mix of triumph and anxiety. As they sped away, Kurapika glanced back, seeing the Troupe members giving chase. His resolve hardened. "We need to get as far away as possible. We can't let them catch us."

The Troupe's pursuit was relentless, their eyes filled with fury and determination. Nicolias, using his enhanced Analytical Eye, kept track of their movements. "They're closing in fast. We need to find a way to shake them off."

Their car raced through the dark streets of Yorknew City, weaving through traffic in a desperate attempt to escape. But just as the Troupe seemed to be catching up, the rest of the Shadow Beasts arrived, blocking their path. A fierce battle erupted between the Troupe and the Shadow Beasts, giving Kurapika and his comrades the precious time they needed.

Kurapika didn't waste a second. "Keep going! We can't stop now!"

Nicolias nodded, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential threats. "We need to find a safe place to interrogate Uvogin. Somewhere they won't find us easily."

As they drove further away, the sounds of battle faded into the distance. They found a secluded warehouse on the outskirts of the city, hidden from prying eyes. Kurapika's heart pounded with anticipation and rage. He knew this was his chance to extract information about the Phantom Troupe and their plans.

Inside the warehouse, they secured Uvogin to a chair, his chains still tightly bound around him. Kurapika stood before him, his eyes burning with a mix of fury and determination. "Tell me everything you know about the Phantom Troupe. Where are your hideouts? What are your plans?"

Uvogin, despite his situation, smirked defiantly. "You think you can make me talk? You're just a kid playing a dangerous game."

Kurapika's grip on his chains tightened. "I will get the answers, one way or another."

Nicolias, observing the interrogation, kept his analytical abilities focused on Uvogin, looking for any signs of deception or weakness. "We need to be careful. The Troupe will come for him, and they'll come for us too. We have to be ready for anything."

As the interrogation continued, the sense of urgency grew. The Phantom Troupe was relentless, and Kurapika knew they were running out of time. They needed to extract the information quickly and move before the Troupe could find them.

Back in the city, the Phantom Troupe, after decimating the Shadow Beasts, discovered that Owl had hidden the auction items. With this knowledge, their resolve to recover their comrade and their stolen goods intensified.

Kurapika, Nicolias, and their team knew that the real battle was just beginning. They had captured a member of the Troupe, but it had put a target on their backs. They needed to use every ounce of their skill, intelligence, and determination to survive the coming storm.

Back at their headquarters, Dalzollene tried to torture Uvogin to force information about the auction items from him. Despite Dalzollene's best efforts, Uvogin remained impervious to the attempts, thanks to his strong Enhancement aura. Uvogin finally revealed that the mafia had taken the items away. He also suggested that if they released him immediately, he would spare their lives. His arrogance and confidence only infuriated Kurapika further.

Kurapika stepped forward, his chains glinting ominously. "Tell me about your comrades," he demanded, his voice cold and filled with fury.

Uvogin chuckled, the sound deep and menacing. "They're dead, just as planned. Every single one of them."

Kurapika's eyes blazed with rage. Unable to contain his anger, he lashed out, striking Uvogin across the face. The blow managed to damage Uvogin's nose and lips slightly, a small victory against the seemingly invincible Enhancer.

Before Kurapika could continue, his phone rang. It was a call he couldn't ignore. He cast one last glare at Uvogin before turning to Dalzollene. "I'll be back," he said, his voice a promise of more pain to come. He then left to meet up with Hisoka, leaving Nicolias and Dalzollene with Uvogin.

Dalzollene, sensing the urgency of the situation, called in members of the Mafia to take Uvogin into custody. Shortly afterward, a group of individuals dressed as Mafia members arrived. However, their movements were too smooth, too coordinated. Nicolias's Analytical Eye caught the subtle details—these were not ordinary Mafia members.

As realization dawned on him, it was already too late. The disguised members of the Phantom Troupe struck with lethal precision. Dalzollene was the first to fall, a blade slicing through him before he could react. Nicolias, the only one left standing, knew he had to act quickly.

I got to create the strongest person I possibly know.The boss.I'm pretty sure you can get out of this if he needed to.

As this thought occurred Nicolias conjured the two data constructs of Yuuma, they materialized in front of him with an eerie precision. The constructs were almost indistinguishable from the real Yuuma, both in appearance and fighting style. The Phantom Troupe members momentarily paused, their eyes narrowing as they assessed the new threat.

Nicolias knew he had only a small window of opportunity. He activated the constructs with a command, and they sprang into action, engaging the Phantom Troupe with a ferocity that mirrored Yuuma's own.

The first construct launched itself at Phinks, a brawler known for his raw power and devastating punches. Phinks met the attack head-on, his fist colliding with the construct's kick. The impact sent shockwaves through the room, causing the walls to tremble. The construct's agility and speed allowed it to dodge Phinks' follow-up strikes, countering with swift, precise blows to his torso and legs.

Meanwhile, the second construct faced off against Feitan, a small but incredibly lethal member of the Troupe. Feitan's speed and ruthlessness were legendary, and he wasted no time in attacking the construct with his katana. The construct parried the blade with a conjured energy sword, sparks flying as steel met energy. Feitan's attacks were relentless, but the construct matched his every move, their duel becoming a blur of motion and light.

Nobunaga, another member of the Troupe, watched the battle unfold with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance. He drew his katana, ready to join the fray. "These fakes are just delaying the inevitable," he muttered, stepping forward.

As Nobunaga approached, one of the constructs diverted its attention from Phinks, sending a series of energy orbs flying towards Nobunaga. The swordsman deflected the orbs with his blade, but the brief distraction allowed the construct to close the distance. They engaged in close combat, the construct using its agility to dodge Nobunaga's swift sword strikes while countering with powerful kicks and punches.

Phinks, now freed from the immediate threat, regrouped and joined Nobunaga in attacking the construct. The combined assault from the two Troupe members began to overwhelm the data construct. Despite its programmed precision, it struggled to keep up with the sheer ferocity and teamwork of Phinks and Nobunaga.

The other construct continued its battle with Feitan, who was growing increasingly frustrated by its resilience. Feitan unleashed his Nen ability, Pain Packer, creating a small sphere of energy that radiated a dark aura. He leaped towards the construct, intending to end the fight with a single, devastating blow. The construct anticipated the attack, using its energy sword to deflect the sphere just enough to avoid a direct hit. However, the impact still sent it crashing into a wall, its form flickering as it struggled to maintain cohesion.

As the constructs fought valiantly, Nicolias used the precious moments they had brought him to slip away and regroup with Melody. He knew the constructs wouldn't last much longer against the combined might of the Phantom Troupe, but their purpose was to buy time, and they were fulfilling that role admirably.

Back in the room, the constructs continued to fight with everything they had. One of the constructs, despite being battered and flickering, managed to land a solid hit on Phinks, sending him staggering back. It then turned to face Nobunaga, who was already launching another attack. The construct dodged and countered, but it was clear that it was reaching its limits.

The other construct, facing Feitan's relentless assault, managed to land a few strikes of its own, but it was evident that Feitan's brutal efficiency was wearing it down. With a final, desperate push, the construct lunged at Feitan, aiming to take him down with it. Feitan, however, was ready, and with a swift, merciless strike, he cut through the construct, causing it to dissipate into particles of Nen energy.

Seeing his comrade's victory, Nobunaga redoubled his efforts against the remaining construct. Despite its best attempts to fend off both Nobunaga and Phinks, the combined assault proved too much. In a final, coordinated attack, Phinks delivered a powerful punch while Nobunaga slashed with his katana, destroying the construct in a burst of energy.

As the dust settled, the Phantom Troupe members regrouped, their eyes scanning the room for any sign of Nicolias. "He escaped," Nobunaga said, sheathing his katana with a frown.

Phinks cracked his knuckles, a smirk playing on his lips. "Those constructs were tough, but they were no match for us. We'll find him and finish this."

Feitan, his expression as cold and deadly as ever, simply nodded. "He won't get far."

The Phantom Troupe had been delayed, but not defeated. Nicolias' constructs had bought him the time he needed, but the real challenge was yet to come.

Using this distraction to his advantage, Nicolias slipped away, his mind racing. He needed to regroup and plan his next move. He made his way back to Melody, who was hidden away, waiting for further orders.

When he reached her, Melody looked up, concern etched on her face. "What happened?"

"The Phantom Troupe," Nicolias replied, his voice tense. "They infiltrated as Mafia members and killed Dalzollene. I managed to create a distraction and escape."

Melody's expression hardened. "We need to inform Kurapika and the others. The Troupe won't stop until they get what they want."

Nicolias nodded, his Analytical Eye scanning the surroundings for any signs of pursuit. "We need to be ready for anything. They won't stop coming after us."

As they waited for further instructions, Nicolias couldn't help but reflect on the gravity of their situation. The Phantom Troupe was relentless, their strength and ruthlessness unmatched. But with his new abilities and the support of his allies, Nicolias knew they had a fighting chance.

They had to stay one step ahead, use every resource at their disposal, and never let their guard down. The battle against the Phantom Troupe was far from over, and Nicolias was determined to see it through to the end.