The air around the clearing grew thick with tension as the tall, imposing figure stepped forward. His nen aura flared around him, radiating raw power that sent shivers through the group. This wasn't just another Greed Island player. His strength was on an entirely different level.
Tanjiro's hand gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his sharp senses screaming a warning. The man's aura was unlike anything he had felt before—dangerous and controlled. Whoever he was, he was no ordinary player.
Gon, his usual excitement replaced by cautious determination, clenched his fists, his nen flaring brightly around him. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice steady despite the looming threat.
The man smirked, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Call me Razan. I'm one of the hunters in this game, but unlike you rookies, I'm here to dominate." His smile widened, his aura crackling with power. "And I've had my eye on you since you entered the game. You're stronger than most, but that just makes this more interesting."
Killua's silver eyes narrowed as he studied Razan. "You've been watching us. Why?"
Razan chuckled darkly, taking another step closer. "Because I like knowing who my opponents are before I crush them. You've done well so far, but your journey ends here."
Biscuit stepped forward, her eyes sharp with suspicion. "You must be a veteran of Greed Island. But if you're looking for a fight, you've made a mistake picking this group."
Razan's gaze flicked to Biscuit, a faint sneer crossing his lips. "Oh, I know who you are, Biscuit Krueger. You're a legend in your own right, but you can't protect them forever. Let's see if your little group can handle this without you stepping in."
Before anyone could respond, Razan's aura surged outward, a wave of oppressive energy that sent a jolt through the clearing. The sheer pressure of his nen was enough to make even Gon and Killua tense. This was a battle that would push them to their limits.
Tanjiro's grip tightened on his sword, his fiery nen aura flaring around him in response. He could feel the intensity of Razan's power, but he wasn't afraid. This was the kind of challenge they had been preparing for.
"We'll fight together," Tanjiro said, his voice filled with quiet resolve.
Gon nodded, his own nen bright and fierce. "We've got this."
Killua's eyes gleamed with determination as he activated Godspeed, electricity crackling around his body. "Let's show him what we can do."
Yūka, her shadow-like aura stirring around her, stepped forward, her gaze locked on Razan. She could sense the danger he posed, but she had no intention of backing down. The shadows coiled around her like protective spirits, ready to strike at her command.
Nezuko, ever silent but always fierce, moved to Tanjiro's side, her glowing eyes fixed on Razan. She could feel the threat he posed, but like her brother, she was unafraid. Together, they would face this challenge head-on.
The Battle Begins
Razan's smirk widened as he sensed the group's determination. "Brave, aren't you? But bravery won't save you."
Without warning, he charged forward, his speed blinding as he closed the distance between them in an instant. His fist, glowing with raw nen power, shot toward Tanjiro with devastating force.
But Tanjiro was ready. His breathing steady and controlled, he activated his hatsu, his fiery aura flaring around him as he raised his sword to block the attack.
"Hinokami Kagura, Fire Wheel!"
Tanjiro's sword met Razan's fist with a powerful clash of energy, the impact sending a shockwave through the clearing. Sparks flew as the two forces collided, but Tanjiro held his ground, his nen burning brightly as he pushed back against Razan's overwhelming strength.
Razan's eyes gleamed with amusement. "Not bad. But let's see how you handle this!"
With a burst of speed, Razan twisted away from Tanjiro and spun toward Gon, his fist glowing with energy as he aimed a powerful strike at Gon's side. Gon barely had time to react, but his training kicked in, and he blocked the blow with his arm, his own nen flaring in defense.
"Jajanken: Scissors!" Gon shouted, his hand glowing with sharp, cutting energy as he countered with a swift attack.
The two attacks clashed, but Razan's strength proved overwhelming. Gon was thrown back, skidding across the ground as the force of the blow sent a jolt through his body.
Killua, moving faster than the eye could follow, zipped toward Razan with Godspeed, electricity crackling around his body as he aimed a series of rapid strikes at Razan's weak points.
"Thunderbolt!"
But Razan, with an almost casual air, dodged Killua's attacks with ease, his body moving like a blur as he countered with a powerful kick that sent Killua flying back.
Biscuit, watching from the sidelines, frowned. She had expected this opponent to be strong, but his speed and precision were beyond what she had anticipated. He wasn't just powerful—he was experienced, and he knew exactly how to exploit his opponents' weaknesses.
Nezuko, her demonic strength combined with her nen, moved to Tanjiro's side, her glowing eyes fixed on Razan. She lunged at him with blinding speed, her claws slashing through the air, but Razan blocked her strikes with ease, his movements fluid and effortless.
Yūka, sensing the need to shift the battle, activated her hatsu, her shadowy aura surging forward like living tendrils. The shadows coiled around Razan, attempting to bind him in place and drain his energy.
"Shin'en no Seirei, Bind!" Yūka whispered, her voice filled with quiet determination.
For a moment, it seemed to work. Razan's movements slowed as the shadows tightened around him, and his aura flickered as Yūka's power drained his energy.
But then, with a low growl, Razan's aura flared brighter, and with a single, forceful surge, he shattered the shadows that had bound him. The force of the break sent a shockwave through the clearing, knocking Yūka back as her hatsu faltered.
"Nice try," Razan sneered, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "But you'll need more than that to stop me."
Tanjiro's heart raced as he saw Yūka struggling to recover from the blow. He couldn't let this continue. They had to work together, or they wouldn't stand a chance.
"Everyone!" Tanjiro called out, his voice cutting through the chaos of the battle. "We need to combine our attacks!"
Gon, Killua, Nezuko, and Yūka all nodded, understanding immediately. They had been fighting individually, but against an opponent like Razan, they needed to pool their strength and fight as one.
A Combined Effort
Tanjiro took a deep breath, his nen flaring brightly as he channeled his fiery aura into his sword. His eyes locked onto Razan, his determination unwavering.
"We'll take him down together," Tanjiro said, his voice filled with quiet resolve. "Nezuko, stay with me. Yūka, focus on binding him again. Gon, Killua, hit him with everything you've got once we've got him locked down."
Gon grinned, his nen glowing brightly. "Let's do it!"
Killua's eyes gleamed with electricity as he activated Godspeed once more. "I'm ready."
Yūka, though still recovering from Razan's counterattack, nodded, her shadowy aura flickering around her. She knew that her hatsu was their best chance at immobilizing Razan, and she was determined to make it work.
Nezuko, ever silent but fierce, moved into position beside Tanjiro, her glowing eyes filled with determination.
With a deep breath, Tanjiro charged forward, his sword glowing with fiery energy as he closed the distance between him and Razan.
"Hinokami Kagura, Flame Dance!" Tanjiro shouted, his sword cutting through the air with blazing speed as he unleashed a powerful flurry of strikes.
Razan, though caught off guard by the sudden shift in strategy, managed to block Tanjiro's attacks, but his movements were slower now, more strained.
At the same time, Yūka activated her hatsu once again, the shadows surging forward and wrapping around Razan's legs and arms, binding him in place. This time, she poured all of her energy into the attack, determined not to let him break free.
"Now!" Yūka shouted, her voice filled with strain as she held Razan in place.
Gon and Killua didn't hesitate. With a burst of speed, Killua zipped toward Razan, electricity crackling around his body as he aimed a powerful strike at Razan's side.
"Thunderbolt!"
At the same time, Gon charged forward, his fist glowing with raw nen power as he prepared to unleash his strongest attack.
"Jajanken: Rock!"
The combined attacks hit Razan with devastating force, the impact sending a shockwave through the clearing as Gon's punch and Killua's lightning-infused strike collided with Razan's body.
For a moment, everything seemed to freeze. Razan's eyes widened in shock as the combined force of the attacks overwhelmed him, his aura flickering and sputtering as he struggled to maintain control.
But then, with a final, resounding blow, Razan was thrown back, crashing into the trees at the edge of the clearing.
The group stood in tense silence, their breaths heavy as they watched the dust settle. Razan lay motionless on the ground, his aura flickering weakly around him.
For a moment, it seemed like the battle was over.
The Aftermath
Gon wiped the sweat from his brow, a triumphant grin spreading across his face. "We did it!"
Killua, though less openly excited, smirked. "Yeah. That was close."
Tanjiro sheathed his sword, his heart still racing from the intensity of the fight. "We worked together. That's what made the difference."
Yūka, her body trembling slightly from the strain of using her hatsu, gave a small, relieved smile. "We couldn't have done it alone."
Nezuko, ever silent, gave her brother a gentle nod, her eyes glowing softly in the fading light.
But just as the group began to relax, a low, menacing chuckle echoed through the clearing.
Razan, though battered and weakened, slowly pushed himself to his feet, his eyes filled with a dark, twisted amusement. His aura, though flickering, was still present—still dangerous.
"You think this is over?" Razan sneered, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. "You've only just begun to see what I can do."
Before anyone could react, Razan's aura flared once more, darker and more chaotic than before. The ground beneath them began to tremble, and the air around them grew heavy with the oppressive weight of his power.
Tanjiro's heart sank. This wasn't over.
Razan was far from finished.