Grrr... [Killua's hair lashes as it rises up this time, and all the chair parts bob into the air. They begin to circle each other, swirling around and knocking into each other. He furrows his brow and concentrates on the mess of parts, putting things back together piece by piece.
By the time he's done, the chair is...
Not quite good as new. Killua hadn't been able to get the finer details like stitching back in correctly.]
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By the time he's done, the chair is...
Not quite good as new. Killua hadn't been able to get the finer details like stitching back in correctly.]