He looked down at his hands. Small sparks of electricity danced between his fingertips—a signature of his recent "revamp." The energy wasn't just stronger; it was more refined, vibrating at a frequency that matched the sapphire depths of the night sky. "Still too much noise," he muttered, closing his eyes.
Killua relaxed, the blue glow fading into a soft hum. "And you're still too loud, Gon." рџ’™ Killua [Revamp] Blue 128x
The crisp mountain air of Kururu Mountain didn't just feel cold; it felt sharp. For Killua, however, the chill was a welcome companion. He sat perched on a jagged rock, his silhouette illuminated by a low-hanging, oversized moon that bathed the landscape in a deep, electric indigo. He looked down at his hands
Without opening his eyes, Killua vanished. A trail of neon blue light—the "Revamp" aura—sketched a sharp arc through the air. He reappeared instantly behind the intruder, his hand poised not as a claw, but with two fingers crackling with concentrated voltage. "You're getting faster, Killua," a familiar voice chuckled. Killua relaxed, the blue glow fading into a soft hum
Killua flicked his wrist, one last spark of sapphire dancing in his eyes. "Yeah. Let’s see if the world can keep up."