On the arena…
Moses half-knelt down, with a flame-like Nen swirling around his index finger.
While Hisoka and his shadow clones were pulling the members of the Phantom Troupe away from the arena, Moses immediately began to make the next arrangements after confirming that their position had not changed.
[Divine Script: Detonation]
The index finger, shrouded in Nen, rested on the stone slab of the arena, skillfully and flexibly drawing strokes full of Aura.
The place where the Divine Script was inscribed was the very spot where Chrollo had stood before entering the Nen Space.
Since individuals exiting the Land of Exile would reappear in their original positions, Moses planned to use this opportunity to deliver a devastating 'surprise' for Chrollo.
As for why he is so confident that Chrollo would come out of the Land of Exile, the reason is very simple...
That is, before Uvogin and Love were on the verge of death, as long as Chrollo was ruthless enough, he could have ended either of their lives in those brief moments, and then, he can use the heads of Uvogin or Love in exchange for the qualification to leave the Nen Space.
But Chrollo didn't do that.
With this premise in mind, and considering that there were three people trapped together...
Assuming that Moses really died in this 'coffin plan', what would happen to the remaining two people?
Would the remaining two sacrifice one of their own or fight each other to the death?
No.
What is more likely is that when Chrollo formulated this 'coffin plan', he had already prepared a fallback plan in advance.
He must have created a foolproof exit strategy that entailed no unnecessary sacrifices or losses.
Such meticulousness was precisely what one would expect from Chrollo.
Thus, when Moses saw that Chrollo hadn't seized the chance to finish off Uvogin or Love, he inferred that Chrollo was very likely to have obtained a Nen Exorcism Ability that could nullify the effects of the Nen Space.
Even though there is a plot in the original work where the Phantom Troupe goes through great pains to find a Nen Exorcist, Moses would not use this as a reason to question the result of this speculation.
He trusted his conclusion, derived from all the information at hand, and intended to leverage it for a greater advantage.
This was the reason behind his decision to inscribe the Divine Script on the arena.
What's more…
Even if his assumption is wrong, it is not unacceptable to let Chrollo be trapped in the Nen Space forever.
…
While Moses was busy inscribing the Divine Script, the members of the Phantom Troupe in the venue reacted appropriately despite being shocked.
The fastest one was Feitan.
The moment he saw Moses emerge from the Nen Space, he instantly abandoned his plan of 'causing pain' by frequently attacking the shadow clones.
Because, given the current situation, this approach no longer makes any sense.
So, he destroyed the crumbling shadow clone without hesitation, and then rushed towards Moses on the arena with ghost-like speed.
Both the shadow clone's dispersal and Feitan's swift charge were noted by Moses.
However, Moses was still concentrating on inscribing the Divine Script and did not react to Feitan's actions.
"Damn it…!"
Feitan's eyes gleamed with a chilling intensity, and his entire presence radiated a murderous Aura.
But at this moment…
A loud crash resounded from the venue's ceiling.
Rustle-
Amidst the spreading dust, chunks of debris rained down.
Then, a petite figure shot out from the dust like a meteor, hurtling directly toward Feitan, who was dashing rapidly toward the arena.
"Hmm?"
When Feitan sensed the danger, even though he was only a few meters away from the arena, he decisively shifted from offense to defense. Then, he suddenly spun mid-stride and swung his sword at the petite figure falling from the sky.
Suspended mid-air with no point of leverage, Feitan's counter-slash would normally have a perfect hit rate.
However, the person who came was Biscuit.
With her superb combat skills and extensive battle experience, Biscuit was able to twist her body in mid-air, creating just enough space for Feitan's thin sword to miss her entirely.
Most importantly…
Biscuit, who suddenly came in at this moment, was not wearing the usual princess-like puffy dress that would restrict her movements, but was wearing a set of tight-fitting clothes specially used for combat.
"It's you…!"
Seeing the petite figure falling from the sky and bypassing his thin sword in a seemingly unnatural motion, Feitan's pupils shrank sharply. He recognized the other party in an instant.
Biscuit rotated her body mid-air and flew over Feitan's head. Then, she straightened his body and kicked Feitan on the back.
Bang!
Feitan, who maintained the posture of swinging his sword, was sent flying by the force of Biscuit's kick.
"It's been several years, and you're still so short."
Biscuit landed steadily, put her hands on her hips and watched Feitan tumble away. She raised her eyebrows and teased: "At that time, I thought you were just a little young, but now, it seems that you have actually passed your growth spurt."
…
On the arena.
Moses remained unfazed by Feitan's advance, but Biscuit's playful jab almost caused him to misdraw a stroke of his Divine Script.
Shaking his head slightly, he continued working meticulously on the Divine Script.
Feitan, who was the fastest, was kicked away by Biscuit, but the other members of the Phantom Troupe showed no signs of retreating.
Before, they had positioned themselves on all sides to block Hisoka's escape route, but now, they rushed toward the arena from all directions.
They were unable to confirm the situation of Chrollo, Love, and Uvogin, so all they could do was to focus all their efforts on eliminating Moses after their plan had seemingly failed.
Bonolenov had now conjured a white feather robe.
This is the fastest battle suit among his Nen Ability, [Battle Cantabile].
Even so, he couldn't match Feitan's speed and was slightly behind in reaching Moses.
Ironically, this delay spared him from being the one to be kicked away by Biscuit.
Clink-clink-clink-
Suddenly, the crisp sound of chains echoed through the venue.
"Hmm?"
Bonolenov, who was flying with the wind, suddenly realized something and stopped abruptly. Pivoting on his heel, he twisted his torso and delivered a powerful punch to the side.
At that precise moment, a chain coiled like a serpent toward him, only to be struck squarely by his punch.
Clang!
The chain, which is wrapped with condensed Aura, recoiled violently from the impact.
But at the next second…
The rebounding chain seemed to bloom mid-air like a thorny vine, sprouting sharp spikes that shot downward toward Bonolenov.
Bonolenov's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swiftly twisted his body without retracting his outstretched arm.
[Storm Feather Blades]
As his body spun at high speed, the white feather robe he was wearing suddenly shot out feathers wrapped in Nen, which hit the numerous thorn spikes that were spreading over like a torrential rain.
In an instant, the numerous thorns coming from the chains were annihilated by the larger number of feather blades.
Bonolenov stopped spinning and watched the chain, that was broken into half by the feather blade, quickly retract, and then he saw a pair of scarlet eyes.
"Scarlet Eyes?"
The sight stirred memories within Bonolenov, and he immediately recognized the origin of these eyes.
The one who controlled the chains to stop Bonolenov was none other than Kurapika.
Having entered the fray at just the right moment, the anger and killing intent towards the Phantom Troupe that had been accumulating in his chest instantly dyed his eyes scarlet.
The sudden appearance of Kurapika and Biscuit did not affect the Phantom Troupe's will to continue fighting and kill Moses.
However, it did influence a certain magician's next move.