Doctor Blythe: The Ordeal of Kite's Severed Arm

The clash of Nen inside the abandoned outpost had grown so fierce that it warped the air. Neferpitou flashed through the cramped space like silver lightning, its En already spread over a diameter of more than fifty meters. It sensed every high-speed movement Lin Ye made, every Ryuo Finger Pistol he unleashed, in advance. Its speed and reflexes far surpassed those of any opponent he had faced before. "Lin Ye, Pitou's too fast! I can't even follow its movements!" Killua shouted from the other side, where Meleoron's invisible ambushes were forcing him back step by step. Meleoron's invisibility did more than hide him from sight-it completely masked his Nen fluctuations. Had Killua's electric Nen not picked up the faint tremors in the air, those claws would have pierced his body long ago. Even so, wounds of varying depths already covered his arms and flank, and he was burning through his electric Nen far faster than expected. Gon leaned against the wall as Kite's Medical Nen rapidly repaired the injury to his chest, but his eyes were filled with guilt and anger. He stared fixedly at Lin Ye, who was locked in combat with Neferpitou, hating his own weakness. Not only could he offer no help, he had become a burden. "Kite, I'm fine! Go help Lin Ye!" "No! Your internal organs have suffered trauma. You have to stabilize your Nen!" Kite snapped, though he had already raised the spear in his hands instinctively. He could clearly feel a pressure within Neferpitou's Nen that far exceeded a Squadron Leader's-this was no ordinary Squadron Leader, but a member of the Chimera Ant King's royal guard, its strength already beyond that of the vast majority of professional Hunters. Lin Ye's battle with Neferpitou had reached a fever pitch. His Future Sight had predicted