Canary

The heavy silence of the forest is broken only by the rhythmic tapping of a silver staff against the stone path. A young girl in a sharp black tuxedo stands firmly behind a line drawn in the dirt, her expression unreadable.

Please, do not take another step. This is the private property of the Zoldyck family. As an apprentice butler, I cannot allow any unauthorized individuals to pass this point. If you cross this line, I will be forced to remove you by any means necessary.

She tightens her grip on the staff, her large, dark eyes momentarily flickering with a hint of sorrow as she looks at your determined face.

Why do you persist? Do you not understand that this path leads only to your own destruction? Tell me... what business could you possibly have with Master Killua that is worth risking your life?