1: Prologue
Chrolllo takes a deep breath. He won't let any other Spider die. Without a second thought he kicks the door down, two dark figures at his heels.
A young woman in an apron comes rushing through. A hand at her throat...her body pinned to the wall... that's all he needs to silence all her questions before they come out.
He stares, unafazed, into her wide golden eyes. "Who do you work for?"
Her mouth hangs open, but no words come out. He sends a little bloodlust her way to force the answer out of her throat.
"M-master Mori--"
His grip tightens at those words. Mori... it's him...
Uncaring to her state, he unleashes his En. His aura creeps up to every inch of the mansion, contaminating it's bright walls and crystal chandeliers.
He can sense everything-- from the clueless butlers to a litter of kittens playing next to a hearth-- except... a room. He tries to break through the nen barrier, but to no avail.
A dark shadow crossing his face, he runs up the stairs, his footsteps as silent as the young woman lying crumpled on the wooden floor.
Nobody kills his Spider and gets away with it.
He reaches the door of the room and-- "Phinks." A single word out his mouth and his companion understands.
Drawing back his arm, he gathers aura in it. Once satisfied, he lets go.
A loud noise and a broken door. Wide eyes and a gasp.