The more Gon talks, the more Eruka goes pale. Eaten? By some kind of sword monster who can rip off his own arm?! Just what kind of people has the Ringmaster been hiring?!

"That's ... a lot." She recovers quickly, but she still can't help the nervous croak out of her throat as she steps forward to cautiously examine the arm. It's a convenient excuse for not meeting Gon's eyes, if nothing else.

"I see." She'd known a bit about that resurrection spell, enough to consider getting one of her own even, but even she has some queasiness about the idea of coming out of an egg. "What were you attacked by?"