They set her upon the river, where she waited.
And waited.
A man passed, and knelt to drank from the water.
The crystal clear liquid was his demise.
He didn't even see the girl who sent the shock.
A moment after Gloves retrieved his tag,
the fishes all floated - bellies up.
"Next river then~" Hisoka chuckled.
The other man had hid himself in the ground.
Gloves couldn't judge.
After all, she was one with nature as well.
The charm hung on her neck;
shining bright against the sunlight,
it protected her from misuse and abuse.
|::|
It wasn't long before she finished three targets.
Satisfied, Hisoka went to "check on his farm."
Gloves wandered through the forest,
enjoying the feeling of the rough bark at her fingertips,
the soft earth as her feet sunk into it,
and the power of the storm at her fingertips; controlled.
So, it wasn't a problem when she bumped into three men,
right?