Just as Chrollo was about to persuade every member to retreat, Hisoka decided he would have none of it.
After every operation, Chrollo would vanish without a trace. Now that Hisoka finally had a chance to fight him, he really did not want to keep playing hide-and-seek with Chrollo.
He wanted to bring this hunt to an end as soon as possible and savor his delicious prey.
After casting an appreciative glance at Chrollo, Hisoka discreetly used his ability to alter the contents of his Prophetic Poem. Then he deliberately attracted Pakunoda's attention and handed over the sheet bearing his poem as though he had been forced to.
"The red-eyed guest...
...you, too, are one of its legs."
Through the Prophetic Poem, Hisoka cleverly presented the fact that he had indeed sold information about the Spider to its members, mixing truth with lies.
That lent credibility to the doctored Prophetic Poem.
Combined with Hisoka's initial reluctance to let anyone see his poem, it briefly convinced everyone of the crucial piece of information he wanted to fabricate.
They could not leave this temporary hideout. Retreating would bring them devastating losses.
Nobunaga flew into a rage.
He drew his sword on Hisoka.
"Were you the one who sold out Uvogin?"
Hisoka said nothing, merely toying with the playing cards in his hand.
Nobunaga moved forward to attack.
Shalnark and Franklin, who had always served as the Phantom Troupe's peacemakers, stopped him.
"Don't get carried away! Nobunaga, this is just a prophecy."
"Hold on. Let him explain first."
Franklin turned to Hisoka.
"Hisoka, explain what you've been doing this past week!"
Holding his playing cards, Hisoka smiled.
"I can't say. But the first line here is true."
Nobunaga was enraged all over again.
"You heard him! Get out of my way. Don't