"Save----me----"
An extremely faint voice suddenly drifted through the air, all the more distinct in the silent hall.
Dio narrowed his eyes and did not act rashly as he had before.
This voice was unlike any he had heard before.
Shrill, hollow, lifeless, and extremely faint, yet so clear.
"If it's only a little noise, what's the point?"
He looked around, checking his surroundings in the faint moonlight.
The voice had come from directly ahead.
Broken tables, chairs, and benches lay scattered across the floor before him.
Amid the mess, however, a wooden chair with a backrest stood squarely in the center of the hall.
Dio glanced over it by the light of his Ripple.
A thick, bloodstained hemp rope hung over the wooden chair, drooping limply onto the floor like a dead fish.
Just as he was about to step forward and bend down to pick up the rope, a faint ripple suddenly pulsed inside him. [Ripple Sensing] had issued a warning!
An invisible danger!
[Gyo]!
Dio retreated several steps without hesitation and activated [Gyo] to examine the incongruous wooden chair and rope before him.
Through [Gyo], a [Straw Rope] emitting black Nen Aura suddenly dropped down, hanging in midair before his eyes.
Had he failed to notice the danger and stepped forward to investigate out of habit, that rope would probably have already looped around his neck and hoisted him straight up!
A trap----
Dio's gaze turned cold. That voice had been a trap!
"Save me, save me----"
The pleading rang out again, more urgent this time, even insistent.
The voice still came from that wooden chair!
Click-
Dio decisively drew the 9 mm Beretta pistol concealed at his waist, raising it, chambering a round, and taking aim in one fluid motion!
Bang!
Silver Current flashed past, tearing