At that, Zero immediately raised a hand and announced, "Razor will remain on the court."
The spectators outside the court seemed to see hope again. "Great! Now it's three against two. The tide is turning!"
But barely had they finished speaking when Cordis, sitting nearby, frowned and objected. "Turning? Quite the opposite. We're not in a good position right now."
Seeing their puzzled looks, Cordis shook his head helplessly and explained.
"Hisoka's right hand can't throw the ball anymore. Gon gathered most of his aura for that last attack, so naturally, he doesn't have the strength to do it again."
"And Killua, who should have been the safest, isn't much better off. His hands are hardly in better shape than Hisoka's."
The news dealt a crushing blow to everyone's renewed hopes, and they all began desperately searching for a solution. Just then, Cordis walked over to Zero and asked.
"Can someone on the court move out of bounds of their own free will?"
Zero nodded. "Yes, but then they can't return to the court."
Hearing that, Cordis called Gon and the others over.
Killua walked up to Cordis with his hands in his pockets and an impatient look on his face, even letting out a leisurely yawn. Seeing this, Cordis reached to pull out the hands Killua had kept tucked away.
Killua tried to dodge, but when he met Cordis's stern gaze, he resigned himself to taking his hands out.
His once soft, pale hands were now swollen to several times their normal size, burned black by the ball's friction. Patches of charred skin were still visible.
Seeing that Killua still wanted to make excuses, Cordis shouted at him, "Didn't you say you were fine?!"
Killua had never seen such a fierce expression on Cordis before. He opened his mouth,