30 War Is Near

Uvogin stood in front of Chrollo, his eyes blazing with anger. He was known for his immense strength and short temper.

He had just received news that one of his comrades had been killed, and he was consumed with rage. With a fierce roar, he punched a wall with all his might, his monstrous Aura erupting out of him like a volcano. Walls crumbled under the force of his blow, and Uvogin stood panting, his chest heaving as he glared at the destruction he had wrought.

"I can't believe they killed Sheila! I'll make them pay for what they've done, I swear it!", Uvogin yelled.

Chrollo quickly wanted to de-escalate the situation. "Uvogin, calm down. We will get justice for our fallen leg, but we must be smart about it. Lashing out in anger will only make things worse."

But Chrollo's efforts couldn't calm Uvogin down. "You don't understand, Chrollo. They need to pay for what they've done. I won't be able to rest until they do."

"I understand how you feel, Uvogin. But we are the Phantom Troupe, we have many enemies lusting for revenge, as far as we know this could be a trap. I'm pretty sure this is but a provocation for us to engage in battle or nearing the place of our enemies... I'll come up with a plan to strike back at them in a way that they won't see coming."

"Fine. But I won't be able to hold back for long. They have to pay for what they've done."

A grin formed on Chrollo's face. "I know, Uvogin. And they will. But for now, let's focus on coming up with a plan to take them down."

Chrollo stood with his usual calm demeanor, but inside he was struggling a bit. He had just received news that one of his closest friends had been killed, and the pain was tearing him apart.

Despite his composed appearance, he was slightly consumed with grief and anger. However, he knew that he had to stay strong for the sake of the Phantom Troupe.

He took a deep breath and pushed his emotions aside, determined to keep a cool head for the sake of his comrades. He would grieve for his fallen friend in private, but for now, he had to remain focused on the revenge.

Machi and Pakunoda stood in front of Sheila's severed head, their expressions somber. They had known Sheila for many years, and they couldn't believe that she was gone. They looked saddened as they glanced at the lifeless face of their former friend, they both felt a pang of sorrow in their hearts.

They didn't know who had killed Sheila or why, but they knew that they would have to find out in order to seek justice for her. With heavy hearts, they turned away from the grisly scene and began to plan their next move.

Chrollo turned to Feitan, his expression serious. "Feitan, I need you to analyze Sheila's head. We need to find out who killed her and why. Can you do that?"

Feitan nodded, his eyes already focused on the grisly task at hand. "Of course, I will do my best to find out what happened to her."

Chrollo nodded, satisfied. "Good. We need to find out who is responsible for this, we need to do it quickly. Time is of the essence."

Feitan nodded again and set to work, his keen intellect and analytical abilities already at work as he began to examine the evidence before him. Chrollo watched him for a moment, then turned to the rest of the Phantom Troupe.

Chrollo looked around at the members of the Phantom Troupe, his expression almost stoic. "We need to decide what to do about Sheila's death. Who among us (sus) wants to seek revenge against whoever did this?"

Several of the members raised their hands, including Uvogin and Feitan. Chrollo nodded, satisfied. "Alright, those of you who have volunteered will form a team and go after whoever is responsible for Sheila's death. The rest will continue with their regular tasks and provide support as needed. Let's move quickly and efficiently, and let's make sure that whoever did this pays for their crime."

The members of the Phantom Troupe nodded, their determination and resolve clear on their faces.

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Rex stood in front of his disciples, his expression serious. "My dear disciples, I have some important news. One of the members of the Phantom Troupe has spotted me, and they are calling for the others to come and attack the village."

The Kurtas looked at him with concern, some of them clutching their fist tightly. "Master Aizen, what should we do?", one of them asked.

"I guess this means goodbye?", said Rex softly.

"No!", some of the Kurtas screamed. "We will defend the village, with you, Aizen!"

Rex thought for a moment, then nodded. "Is that the voice of everyone?"

Surprisingly, all 25 of his pupils including Kurapika and Pairo nooded in agreement.

"Yes!", Suddenly Niccolo came out of the bushes. "Mr. Aizen... I would be against having you here... Since you idiot caused the Phantom Troupe to soon arrive to this poor village... But for the sake of the whole Clan, please defend it, even if you flee, they are going to attack us, I know how they operate! They are greedy, even if you weren't to be present, their greed would cause them to take everything including our own scarlet eyes! Even without you, this was just a matter of years until they would have done that!"

"Hahaha...", Rex gave out a weak laughter. "We will defend the village. But we must be strategic about it. We will split into teams and set up defensive positions around the village. When the Phantom Troupe arrives, we will fight them with all our strength and skill. And we will not give up until they are defeated or until we are no more."

His disciples nodded, their faces determined. They would fight to defend their village, their parents, their siblings, and their master, no matter the cost.

Rex's disciples quickly gathered their weapons and prepared for combat. The archers took their bows and quivers of arrows, while the knife-wielders grabbed their daggers and knives. They moved quickly and efficiently, their training and experience making them well-suited for the task at hand.

They were all highly skilled in the use of Nen. They had mastered the three principles of Ten, Zetsu, Ren, and even advanced ones like En, In, Ko, Ken, Gyo, Shu.

The Kurtas were able to use their Aura with precision and control.

Rex looked at his disciples, his expression serious. "The Phantom Troupe are powerful opponents, and each one of them has a unique ability known as a Hatsu... I have not yet taught you how to use your own Hatsu, but I promise that I will do so after we emerge victorious in this battle."

The Kurta looked at him with confusion and concern. "Master Rex, what is a Hatus and how do we defend against them?", one of them asked.

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Rex stood before the Kurtas, his expression grave. He had just finished explaining to them what Hatsus were... And even the Hatsus of all Pantom Troupe members.

Despite their lack of a Hatus, the Kurtas looked determined and resolute. They had trained hard under Rex's guidance, and they were ready to defend their village against the Phantom Troupe. They clutched their weapons tightly and readied themselves for the upcoming battle.

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Boo!

Surprise Chapter...

Hope you enjoyed these 2 chapters and are hyped for the upcoming battle...

(Even Chrollo grieves for a lost leg...

And...

There's a reason why he hadn't taught the Kurtas Hatsu...)