this is it. the final showdown between kurapika and chrollo. the rest of the phantom troupe have already been taken care of, whether through death or the conditions kurapika imposed on them; its just the two of them now.
"before we start," chrollo says smoothly, "i have a question i need to ask you. it’s about what we did to your clan."
kurapika stiffens. “you dont deserve to talk about them, scum,” he spits, tightening his fist and making the chains on his hand clatter.
the leader of the phantom troupe pays him no notice. “of course, theyre all dead…but you still fight for them. this is a game of revenge for you - so all of this, all of this is because of one thing and one thing alone. u mad, chain user?”
kurapikas hand falls limply to his side. his mouth gapes open as he tries to find words. yes, he is mad. hes mad. he sinks to his knees, head in his hands, and sobs weakly as chrollo turns and walks away.