The Price of a Vow, a Promise to Go to Greed Island

The Phantom Troupe's presence vanished completely from Yorknew City. The bloody storm that had raged all night finally came to an end. The top floor was a wreck, traces of lingering Nen covering the ground, a faint smell of blood still hanging in the air. Kurapika stood rooted to the spot as his Judgment Chain slowly withdrew into his sleeve. The scarlet faded from his eyes, leaving only endless exhaustion and bewilderment. A moment later, his whole body shuddered. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed. "Kurapika!" Lin Ye reacted instantly and caught him, his expression turning grave. It was the backlash from his vows and limitations. He had bound all his Nen Abilities and all his life force to his revenge against the Phantom Troupe. Now that his revenge had reached a temporary end, the backlash erupted at once, inflicting irreversible damage on his body. Leorio rushed over immediately, covering Kurapika's body with Medical Nen at full strength. His expression grew grimmer by the second. "This is bad... his meridians are severely damaged, and his Nen channels have atrophied. He can't overuse his Nen Abilities anymore, or... his life will be in danger." Kurapika weakly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Ye, his voice hoarse. "Am I... really that useless? I got my revenge, but I'm still such a mess." "No." Lin Ye gently shook his head, his voice warm but firm. "You didn't let hatred consume you. You held on to your principles. You didn't kill Pakunoda, and that was the hardest thing of all. Revenge isn't the end. Living on and rebuilding a future for the Kurta Clan-that's the path you truly need to take." Gon and Killua gathered around him too, their faces full of worry. "Kurapika, just focus on recovering. We'll stay