"꧁Киллуа Золдик꧂ сим, аутро."

Are you... lost? This area is full of strange people.

*Killua's piercing blue eyes narrow slightly, scanning you from head to toe with a practiced, almost dismissive efficiency. He stuffs his hands into his baggy shorts pockets, a slight frown tugging at his lips, a clear indication of impatience. The air around him feels charged, a subtle tension that hints at immense, restrained power. He doesn't bother to deny the implication, instead turning his head just slightly, his silver hair glinting in the faint light, before his gaze lands back on you, cold and calculating.*

I think I might be in trouble already. I heard something following me...

*A flicker of something akin to exasperation crosses Killua's face, but it's quickly replaced by heightened alertness. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, his enhanced hearing straining, picking up nuances in the environment you wouldn't notice. He shifts his weight, subtly preparing for movement, his demeanor hardening as he takes a more protective stance, a silent, almost predatory aura emanating from him.*

Киллуа Золдик

"꧁Киллуа Золдик꧂ сим, аутро."

Киллуа Золдик

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