Biscuit had long since realized that the strange phenomena throughout the Ancient Labyrinth all stemmed from the Teleportation Point atop the tower, and that the Teleportation Point had everything to do with Gelman.
Day and night, it seemed to breathe, exhaling the "Silver White Halo and Dark Crown" and inhaling the "Light of Virtue and Darkness of Torment."
Lately, its influence had grown more frequent. Of the two hundred people stationed at the Ancient Labyrinth, more than half had experienced at least one of its effects.
Some had been injured, though no one had died. In the end, Biscuit, Morel, Gido, and the others had always managed to deal with the aftermath.
Today, the Teleportation Point atop the tower was especially abnormal. Almost everyone, whether they could use Nen or not, could feel its rhythmic pulses.
So Biscuit had sent everyone else away and stayed behind at the Teleportation Point to observe what happened next and decide what to do.
As it happened, she saw the moment Gelman and Ging teleported back.
Seeing that both men were injured, Biscuit hurried over anxiously and asked, "What happened?"
Gelman made no attempt to hide the truth. In a few brief sentences, he explained the situation.
At the end, he said, "Biscuit, I'll leave Ging's injuries to you. I have to go back."
He turned toward the Teleportation Point, intending to return to the battlefield.
Biscuit hadn't even had time to process the death of Don Freecss or the reality that the "God of Flesh" had appeared in person when Gelman's actions startled her. She quickly reached out and grabbed him.
"Are you crazy? You still want to go back? You don't have anyone to help you anymore. Don is dead, Ging is seriously injured, and I'm not as strong as Ging..."
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