Although he did not understand why Hisoka and A Luo had started fighting.
Seeing A Luo taking hits without fighting back, Gon impulsively tried to rush forward.
But the moment he ran out of the elevator lobby, before he even reached the corridor, one of Hisoka's playing cards sliced his cheek.
It had been close. If he had gone just a little farther, that card would not have grazed his cheek-it would have lodged in his head.
Hisoka chuckled and offered a casual warning.
"Gon, you're a promising fruit I have my eye on, so do be careful! You really shouldn't go throwing yourself into danger at every opportunity! ♥"
Killua grabbed Gon, warning him in angry alarm.
"This isn't a fight we can interfere in right now."
Gon looked at A Luo.
"But A Luo..."
Killua cut him off.
"Relax! Didn't you see that none of those cards hurt A Luo? Hisoka's strong, sure, but that doesn't mean A Luo's weak!"
That was true!
The razor-sharp cards that were so dangerous to him turned back into harmless playing cards when they reached A Luo.
They did not seem to have hurt her in the slightest.
After indulging Hisoka's nonsense for so long, A Luo let out a huge yawn and looked at him impatiently.
"Have you had enough fun yet?"
Hisoka chuckled.
"Cutie, you're asking whether I've had enough fun? I'd rather ask whether you're even taking our little game seriously. ♠"
Besides conjuring a protective Golden Bell, what had she done?
If she was just going to stand there and let him throw cards at her, why wouldn't he find himself a moving target instead? At least he could practice his aim, couldn't he?
Ignoring Hisoka's complaints, A Luo looked straight at Gon and Killua.
"The 200th Floor