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Knuckle: Hey! Youpi!
- Menthuthuyoupi: Hmm? - ( Shoot gasps )
Knuckle: Over here, you bastard!
♪
I’m giving him proof
that there’s another enemy he needs to worry about.
Works for me.
That’ll distract youpi,
and, if we’re lucky,
it might even be enough to save shoot.
♪
( Singing in Japanese )
♪
Narrator: "Sir hagya."
At the time, ikalgo didn’t realize
that the name he had spoken with such confidence
had aroused welfin and bloster’s suspicions
as he headed deep beneath the palace
to continue his search for palm.
( Elevator dings )
Ikalgo: Satellite dragonflies.
Narrator: Ikalgo knew palm
only through the data that was given to him,
but early on in this mission, he made a resolution
that he would not leave the palace without finding her.
Ikalgo: Palm is a friend of my friends,
and I will rescue her.
Any friend of theirs is a friend of mine!
♪
Narrator: The very fact that palm was risking her life
was more than enough to earn ikalgo’s deep respect.
Ikalgo: This isn’t about the mission or about duty.
I want to save her...
Because I decided that I would.
Narrator: The elevator leading underground is equipped
with a security camera as well as a scale.
After arriving underground and confirming it was empty,
it would automatically go back up.
To ascend from the basement,
only one person at a time could use the elevator,
and on top of that,
a specific code had to be entered.
Each person had a different eight-digit number,
identifying who had used the elevator.
If the user’s weight deviated significantly
from the data on record that was linked to the eight-digit code,
an alarm would sound, the doors would lock,
and the elevator would become a prison cell.
When a code was entered incorrectly,
an alarm would sound, and the doors would lock.
Entering the wrong code three times
would alert security and release sleeping gas.
The violator would then be captured.
In other words, an error meant death.
( Panel buzzes )
Narrator: Both the violator
and the code’s original owner would be killed,
making one’s personal entry code as valuable as one’s own life.
The only people whose codes
allow them to use the elevator without these restrictions
are bizeff and Marcos...
Because they bring in "classified" objects,
including people.
And it was easier to use this elevator
than the freight entrance,
which is closely guarded by soldiers.
♪
( Elevator dings )
( Welfin gags )
What is that smell?
What’s wrong with flutter?
( Groans ) Has he been living in a morgue?
( Sniffs )
Yeah, that’s blo, all right.
I can tell by the scent.
He was the last one in here before me.
( Sighs ) And there’s something else, too,
but it’s faint.
Narrator: The stench of flutter’s decomposing body
dulled welfin’s sense of smell.
Welfin: Blo followed flutter
when he went underground, so when flutter said, "hagya,"
there’s no way he didn’t notice it.
♪
Unless bloster’s in on it, too.
I was keeping a close eye on the intruder,
but while I was doing that, was blo watching me?
If he was and if he’s working with the intruder,
he must have seen that I noticed how awkward flutter was acting.
That means the reason he went down first
could only be...
( Gasps )
So he could ambush me downstairs!
Damn it!
( Panting )
Damn it. This is my chance.
Flutter is clearly acting suspiciously.
If I can just set him up as the perp of the bomb threat,
I can prove to bizeff how valuable I am.
Bizeff!
Where is he?
This is bad.
If he died in this attack,
then all of my plans will have been for nothing.
Forget flutter.
First, I need to find bizeff.
Zeno: Hey there.
Killua: Grandpa.
Zeno: He’s changed.
If you’ll both excuse me, my job here is done.
I know nothing beyond the mission I was given.
Killua, when you get inside,
you make the call.
Killua: "Make the call"?
Narrator: Zeno held back everything else he wanted to say
and disappeared into the darkness.
♪
Meanwhile near the destroyed central staircase,
knuckle finally revealed himself to the enemy.
It was a bold move
and one that was not at all part of the original plan.
Meleoron and shoot could only hold their breaths
and brace for what would come.
Knuckle: Bring it on!
♪
♪
Knuckle: Bring it on!
Menthuthuyoupi: I get it now.
So this thing is yours, huh?
A.p.r.: It is time now.
You have accrued interest.
Menthuthuyoupi: Hmm?
So the number went up, did it?
♪
( Grunts )
( Groans )
( Gasps )
I guess my attacks don’t affect it at all.
What is that damn thing?
( Knuckle chuckles )
Menthuthuyoupi: Don’t run away!
Answer me! What is this?!
Knuckle: You really think i’d tell you, you son of a bitch!
If you wanna know, you gotta catch me!
( Menthuthuyoupi growls )
( Roaring )
Meleoron: Damn!
Knuckle’s planning to fight youpi alone,
and I can’t get to him,
not through that deadly, swordlike onslaught.
There’s no way!
In that case, i’ll walk at a pace
that’s not too fast, not too slow,
so I consume the minimum amount of oxygen.
( Shoot rasping )
( Groans )
( Groaning )
♪
No. I can’t pass out, not now.
If I do,
then hotel rafflesia will cease to function.
Any minor wound, any injury...
Will surely not be in vain.
I-I can still...
Keep going.
( Meleoron sobbing )
I can’t...
Say it!
I can’t tell shoot to give his all,
’cause he already is.
Right now, my job isn’t to help him...
No matter how much I want to.
My job is to use my power to help the others
to complete the mission as fast as possible.
Come on, shoot! You have to survive!
Please don’t die!
No one’s here.
Don’t panic.
Look around carefully.
If i’m found out, I could still pass as one of the ants.
Except, depending on who I run into,
that might not work at all.
( Exhales )
God’s accomplice, deactivate.
( Breathing deeply )
Okay, activate.
There, that’s morel’s smoky jail,
which means that morel and pouf
are facing off one-on-one in the throne room.
That only leaves two,
gon and killua.
Where are they?
Where are gon and killua?
Which way did they go?
( Gasps )
♪
Welfin?
Oh, no! He’s trouble!
Out of all the squadron leaders, he’s the biggest skeptic.
Once he suspects you,
he won’t trust you again ’til you’re dead!
( Welfin sniffing )
Meleoron: I’m running out of breath.
Do I run?
Which way do I go?
What if he goes the same way?
Do I wait for him to leave?
What if I can’t hold my breath that long?!
Damn it, i’m about to blow!
I’m at my limit!
( Groans )
I gotta exhale and inhale in one fast move.
God’s accomplice, deactivate!
Welfin: Huh?
Meleoron: And now inhale. Activate!
Welfin: For a second there,
I thought I sensed something.
( Meleoron gasping )
Welfin: An enemy?
Narrator: Welfin’s ability
reflected his guarded, disbelieving personality,
channeling his suspicion into an incredibly effective weapon.
Welfin: Missileman!
If anyone’s hiding behind the building, surrender.
I’m gonna count to three. You better show yourself,
and if you don’t, i’ll tear you to pieces!
( Growls )
One...
Two...
Three!
And fire!
( Chuckles )
Nothing? Did I imagine it?
Narrator: To use missileman, welfin chooses his target.
The bullet is loaded with a question or an order.
If the target lies or defies the order, the attack commences.
By the time welfin noticed a presence,
meleoron was already long gone.
Had meleoron stayed in the same place,
welfin’s attack would certainly have reached its target,
whether welfin could sense him or not.
But because the criteria were not met, it misfired.
Once activated, missileman will pursue its target
until it hits its Mark.
No one can sustain the impact and survive.
However, welfin understood that his ability wasn’t invincible.
He was even suspicious of his own ability.
He only thought of missileman as a tool
to give him leverage in negotiations.
He sought to become the king behind the scenes,
not a king, since a true king
would have more worries than he could tolerate.
Welfin: Is my mind playing tricks on me?
No. Wait.
( Sniffing )
I smell unscented deodorant.
( Chuckles ) You can’t fool my nose.
Someone was here. I’m sure of it.
They must be good, because I only felt it briefly.
The fact that they’re using that kind of deodorant
proves that they know about my nose.
That means there are traitors among us.
There’s no doubt about it.
So there are others besides flutter?
There would almost have to be.
What’s more, it’s gotta be someone I know.
That’s why they’re hiding their scent.
Who is it?
Why don’t they want to fight me?
’cause they can kill me whenever they want?
♪
So what should I do now?
Should I even be on the chimera ants’s side anymore?
What should I be doing right now?
Is searching for bizeff...
Really the right thing to do?
Narrator: While welfin was deep in thought
and beginning to question his own objectives...
♪
Gon and killua had finally found their target,
a royal guard by the name of neferpitou,
and continued their quest to avenge kite.
♪
( Singing in Japanese )
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