Byakko was careful as he watched the new herd approach. Careful not to look too directly, careful not to completely ignore them. Careful to size them up as much as anyone would in a place like this, but careful not to peer too deep. He was quite aware that out of everyone in this bar, he likely was the one that hung out the most, but that was fine. All part of the game. What was quickly becoming increasingly annoying however, was that persistent feeling he had in his stomach of being watched himself. More so, he couldn't tell from where.

No matter, for now only one thing can be dealt with at a time.

King Tencho & Kagayaku Seige
Tuha Province, Eastern Jappon.

King sat comfortably, with his feet resting lazily in what essentially equated to a cubby hole in front of him. A fresh caramel flavored coffee rested in his hands, steaming feverishly as King took a sip. The coffee also had a double shot, of espresso and of vodka. Perks of first-class, and a Hunters' License. King had spoken in a conversational tone into his phone, optimistic and sarcastic. A light smile spread across his lips in a smirk and sunglasses hid his eyes.

Byakko had observed carefully, still not moving from his spot at the loud complaints of the boy, seeing as the barkeep began to make a point he had very much wanted to scream out himself by now. He had mostly begun to keep an eye on the girl in the maid's outfit. Especially after she had been the first one to start making sense of this whole situation. He also took note of the next new arrival, as well the cheery tone she had projected, as well as her confident stride as she walked in.

Byakko had smirked to himself slightly, not the greatest of explanations, but he supposed it would suffice. Hopefully enough to get them moving or asking questions. It was also at this time Byakko had stood, nodding slightly to Gana before a single small quake rumbled through the building. The wood warping on the wall directly to Byakko's left as a door shaped itself into existence as if it had been there all along. He then shot a quick smirk at the small group of individuals that had gathered here for the same purpose, giving them the smallest of nods as he pulled open the newly formed door.

"See ya soon, hopefully.." Byakko had said to the group, though it had been barely audible as he took a single step forward, plummeting him down a similar albeit much more neatly formed hole in the ground, before the door warped itself similarly out of existence. Large bricks began to shift and recede above the area Provoke had found himself in, and a clean, smoothly cut 8x8 cubic hole opened in the ceiling area. Byakko had then begun to brace for his landing as warm light began to illuminate the darkness. Though the descent of the Provoke may have seemed short, the sliding tunnel path that was created was what made it seem so. Falling directly down as Byakko was, the descent was nearly 60 feet. He let out a small laugh which echoed through the tunnel way down. "Some flair, perhaps?" He thought to himself as he let out another slightly louder chuckle.

As he came through the ceiling entrance of the "dungeon" area and the bricks began to shift back into place, Byakko was able to see the boy below before he threw his cloak into the air. Revealing wildly whipping white hair and a large grin as he fell. Bending his knees slightly he grabbed his still sheathed blade and slammed it downwards as he finally landed in the area below. He landed in a semi-crouched position, the sheathed blade cracking the bricks beneath it while sending out a small shockwave that resonated through the ground. His landing reverberating loudly as he stated, "Always love that part," with a large smile.

"Hey, what's wrong kid? Get off the ground or something. You were just kinda dumb, just a little bit. It's fine. I'm like that too, sometimes. Or so Senra would say." Byakko said in a rather nonchalant voice as he dusted himself off, his cloak floating down beside him as he snatched it out of the air. "Sorry, maybe that was rude, but uh.. The others should be here well.. Soon, hopefully. You weren't actually just gonna wait around down here, were you? Bad idea." He began to approach the door on the far wall, talking as he went "Tell you what, to make up for it you could find a way to open these doors and beat the hell out of whatever is in them. Just kidding! Gotta wait for the others to do that, sorry." Gesturing vaguely above them, not giving the boy a chance to speak. "I won't tell you what's behind them exactly, but I will ask, have you ever fought large, wild animals before? Haha, me personally, grew up that way you see? Now when the others get here, it'll be your job to tell them this. Each of those four doors leads to the same place, with a test of combat, right? That place would be behind to this last here door, actually." He knocked on the thick wood of the final door, at the far end of the hall. "And behind this door, is another, albeit much more dangerous, trial by combat. Here's the trick though, these doors can only be opened at the same time, with one or more person's Nen being applied to the seal on the door. But this last door can only be opened with four or more individual aura's doing the same thing and only then would the trial behind this door activate as well. Group chooses this last door, you get to do the joint trial. You guys choose the others, well I think you get the idea. Your guys' choice ultimately. Now, gotta go, these torches do drain Nen whenever there's more than one individual in here, after all." Byakko had finished his rant before giving Provoke any chance to question or protest. He then knocked a certain small rhythm onto the door before it slid open ever so slightly and he stepped out of the large hall.

"Man, this bar is useful." He thought to himself before stepping into the large room in which he would now wait.