It was the girl who'd been raped and murdered, along with the Nen users Harrison had tortured to death...
Roy seemed to understand. His grandfather Zeno had told him that those who died unjustly harbored deep resentment. Looking at them now... the girl hadn't even been a Nen user, yet her figure was the most solid of them all...
"This is the power of hatred." Roy lifted his right foot and stomped Harrison's head apart. Without Nen to bolster him, his body was as soft as mud.
The girl and the Nen users bowed to him. When they straightened, she took one last, lingering look at the world, then turned into specks of firefly light and entered Roy's body.
"What was that?" Wing asked, confused, turning to Biscuit.
The old woman said nothing. She only kept sneaking glances at Roy, lost in thought.
[Reminder: Life Energy +10]
The panel displayed.
It was a little less than he'd expected. Maybe... that was the difference between a fugitive and a terrorist. The latter posed a far greater threat.
Roy thought it was too little and wasn't satisfied. In fact, he was a little annoyed. Leaning on his Cane Sword and standing on Harrison, he swept a cold gaze over the spectators...
God Spear and the Ninja both lowered their heads, pretending they hadn't seen a thing.
"Trash," Gotoh sneered.
"You!" Guy and Kikuta Tadashi flared with anger for a moment. The chair beneath them seemed to be burning hot, and they couldn't sit still any longer. They slunk away from the scene.
"Little Wing, I don't think ninety days will be enough punishment." Biscuit rested her chin on her hand.
Wing pushed up his glasses. "Then let's make it another ninety days."
The boy took it well and smiled faintly.