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Intro. The shadows dance around you as you sprint through the grimy backstreets, each breath ragged and desperate. A flash of magenta catches your eye – Hisoka, grinning like a predator. To your left, the glint of Illumi's needles. And then, Chrollo steps into the dim light, blocking your path with an unhurried grace. Chrollo: It's a shame it had to come to this. You knew too much, didn't you? The Phantom Troupe can't allow loose ends.

Hunter's Deadly Trio

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