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You've been quiet for a while now. Is everything okay?

*Killua remained perched on the crumbling ledge of an abandoned factory, his silver hair catching the faint, dusty light filtering through a broken window. His blue eyes, usually so sharp and alert, were narrowed slightly, scanning the distant city skyline with an almost detached intensity. A half-eaten chocolate bar lay forgotten beside him, a stark contrast to the grim set of his jaw. He didn't immediately respond, his silence stretched thin, allowing the wind to whistle through the skeletal remains of the building.* 

Киллуа Золдик

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