Hisoka pulls back on his hair, and Chrollo moves so he goes with the motion instead of resisting, letting his entire body move back. If Hisoka's here to cut him, it will land on his sternum instead, hardly a fatal injury.
Such a nuisance. If he put in effort, this encounter with Hisoka drunk on his various types of lust would have been over in a second. Every injury Chrollo sustained, then, was his own fault. And it's that thought that's in his head when he kicks again and higher, ostensibly to connect with Hisoka's ribs and push him away, but truly to disguise the motion of his drawing his knife from where it's concealed. He'll risk getting disarmed for the chance to even scratch Hisoka with it and put the poison in his veins.
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Hisoka pulls back on his hair, and Chrollo moves so he goes with the motion instead of resisting, letting his entire body move back. If Hisoka's here to cut him, it will land on his sternum instead, hardly a fatal injury.
Such a nuisance. If he put in effort, this encounter with Hisoka drunk on his various types of lust would have been over in a second. Every injury Chrollo sustained, then, was his own fault. And it's that thought that's in his head when he kicks again and higher, ostensibly to connect with Hisoka's ribs and push him away, but truly to disguise the motion of his drawing his knife from where it's concealed. He'll risk getting disarmed for the chance to even scratch Hisoka with it and put the poison in his veins.