The Underwater Melee: The Final Boar

Killua sank beneath the surface without a sound.

No splash. No ripple.

Like a shadow, he followed the current along the riverbed and swam swiftly toward the middle of the river.

He was fast, but his movements were light.

He barely disturbed the water.

It was the Zoldyck Family's finest stealth technique: no killing intent, no sound, no trace of his presence.

It was designed to assassinate the toughest targets.

On the opposite bank, a dozen or so personal guards plunged into the water at the same time.

Their approach was far rougher.

They splashed in one after another, sending water everywhere.

Each of them charged toward the riverbed with all his might.

They didn't care whether they startled the last Poison Boar.

There was only one left anyway.

If they couldn't catch it, nobody was going home happy.

Gon stood on the bank, stamping his feet in frustration.

"Come on, Killua..." he muttered.

Kurapika kept his eyes fixed on the water.

His expression was grave.

"They have the numbers," he said. "Killua's under a lot of pressure on his own."

Leorio clenched his fists too.

"Don't let them get it..."

Saitama leaned against a rock and yawned.

He had little interest in the contest.

He'd get to eat in the end anyway.

Underwater.

The light was dim.

Only vague outlines were visible.

Killua followed the current along the riverbed, moving quickly.

He was much faster than the others.

But there were more of them, closing in from several directions at once.

There was no telling who would reach the Poison Boar first.

Soon,

everyone saw it.

In a hollow swept out by the current at the deepest part of the riverbed,

a huge Abyssal Poison Boar lay motionless.

It was a full size larger than an ordinary Poison Boar.