Dawn came to Yorknew City with unusual calm.
The torrential rain that had lasted all night finally stopped.
Morning sunlight pierced the thick clouds and spilled over the ravaged city.
It illuminated the bloodstains that had yet to dry on the streets, along with the bullet craters and rubble scattered everywhere.
Amid the remains of an abandoned building.
Luo Ye sat on the only reasonably intact stone slab.
A cigar he had swiped from Leorio dangled from his mouth.
He puffed away.
At his feet lay the bodies of the Phantom Troupe members, sprawled every which way.
Nobunaga, Shalnark, Franklin...
Even in death, their faces still bore that look of incredulous terror.
Kurapika stood nearby, silently watching it all.
His Scarlet Eyes, which had burned all night, finally faded back to their original blue.
But his face was as pale as paper.
After overusing Emperor Time, his body was on the verge of collapse.
"It's over."
Kurapika spoke softly.
There was neither joy nor sorrow in his voice.
Only an immense emptiness after everything had burned away.
"Yeah, it's over."
Luo Ye blew a smoke ring and answered lazily.
"I've cleared out your list of enemies for you."
"Transaction complete. Remember to leave a five-star review."
As he spoke, he stood up and stretched.
"Fighting all night wore me out."
"When we get back, I'll have to get my new employee to give me a full-body massage."
Kurapika looked at him, his lips moving as he tried to say something.
In the end, though, not a single word came out.
His vision went black, his body swayed, and he toppled over stiffly.
Luo Ye reacted swiftly and caught him.
"Tch."
Looking at the unconscious Kurapika in his arms, Luo Ye shook his head.
"Knew this would happen."
"Young people just