Canary's hand was trembling.
Her expressionless face was now filled with inner conflict.
And uncertainty.
Gon fell and got back up, again and again.
"We're here to see our friend."
Those words kept hammering at the ice in her heart called loyalty.
Her knuckles turned white around her cane.
Her defenses.
Were about to crumble completely.
Well, well.
Luo Ye leaned against the tree trunk, shifting into a more comfortable position.
The NPC's underlying logic is about to be forcibly rewritten.
Talk no jutsu really is a weapon that bends causality.
Just as Canary lowered her eyes and prepared to put away her cane.
Something suddenly happened.
Without warning.
Without a sound.
A highly condensed Nen bullet shot out from deep within the distant woods.
Bang.
A dull impact rang out.
The Nen bullet struck Canary squarely in the left shoulder.
The tremendous force pierced straight through her body.
Blood sprayed.
Canary didn't even grunt. Her body went limp, and she collapsed beside the white line she had drawn herself.
She lost consciousness.
"Canary!"
Gon lunged toward her and pressed down on the wound in her shoulder.
Blood was pouring out fast.
Leorio and Kurapika instantly took defensive stances, staring in the direction the Nen bullet had come from.
Luo Ye raised an eyebrow.
He didn't move.
But his extraordinary senses had already locked onto the newcomers.
A piercing, shrill metallic voice, tinged with a synthesized mechanical quality, rang out along the empty mountain path.
"Canary, you've disappointed me terribly."
From the shadows of the woods.
Two figures emerged.
The one in front was a woman dressed in an outrageously extravagant outfit.
She wore an elaborate, dark purple Victorian-style dress with an absurdly wide skirt.
An enormous hat covered in black feathers sat on her head.
But her face was