Heavens Arena.
When the building, a tower that seemed to reach the heavens, finally appeared before the four of them, even Kurapika and Killua, worldly as they were, felt genuinely awestruck.
The entire building soared into the clouds, piercing the sky like humanity's arrogant declaration of defiance against the gods.
On the giant screen outside the building, spectacular fight highlights played on a loop.
The thuds of fists striking flesh and the thunderous roars of the crowd could be heard clearly from several streets away.
"Wow."
Gon tilted his head back, his mouth forming an O.
"It's so tall!"
"Two hundred and fifty-one floors. The fourth-tallest building in the world."
Killua supplied the details beside him, a hint of nostalgia on his face.
The four walked inside and were immediately swallowed by an even more frenzied wave of excitement.
The spacious central lobby was packed with people.
Brawny, fierce-looking fighters were everywhere.
The air smelled of sweat, hormones, and feverish excitement.
The walls were covered with photos and profiles of past champions, each a legendary figure worthy of a place in history.
"This place... really is a fighter's paradise."
Kurapika looked around and offered his calm assessment.
Everyone here had eyes burning with a hunger for victory and strength.
"Come on. Let's register first."
Knowing his way around, Killua led the other three through the crowded throng to a long row of counters.
This was the fighter registration desk.
"Hi. Four new entrants."
Killua spoke to a drowsy staff member behind the counter.
The staff member lazily handed over four forms and four pens.
"Name, age, contact information, and personal specialties."
"Once you've filled everything in, sign your name in the final section."
"Oh, right. That last section is a liability waiver. We take no responsibility for any accidents during