Killua relaxed, the blue glow fading into a soft hum. "And you're still too loud, Gon."
Killua flicked his wrist, one last spark of sapphire dancing in his eyes. "Yeah. Let’s see if the world can keep up." рџ’™ Killua [Revamp] Blue 128x
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
"Ready to go?" Gon asked, pointing toward the horizon where the first hint of dawn threatened to bleach the stars. Let’s see if the world can keep up
He looked back at his palms. The refinement meant he could hold the charge longer, staying in that hyper-focused state without the immediate crash. It was more than a power-up; it was a testament to his freedom. No longer a tool for the Zoldycks, his lightning was now a beacon—a steady, brilliant blue light guiding him toward his own path.