Gon, barely conscious, looks him in the eye. “Even if you cut my arm off… I won’t lose. I promised I’d become a Hunter. I’m not going back.”
Netero tilts his head. “Hanzo, are you certain? You have clearly dominated the match.”
“I give up.”
Hanzo, the nimble ninja from Kukuroo Mountain, is calm and confident. Gon, small and battered from earlier trials, steps into the makeshift ring without hesitation.


