Capítulo 65: Part 6.18
Sabo was fast, but I was faster. With my Devil Fruit power I can cover large distances very quick. Despite my speed Sabo didn't look surprised by me rising up to him at beyond human speed and swinging my hockey stick. His pipe was out of position held in his left hand while I swung at him from his right. There was no way he'd be able to block my strike with his pipe and I expected to smack him and send him flying.
I guess Sabo expected me to try and hit him from the right because he smirked. He didn't even try to block me with his pipe. Instead he already had his hand positioned to grab my weapon. I was thinking his fingers would break.
The literal exact opposite happened. He grabbed onto my hockey stick and his hand burned in my vision before turning black. He wasn't hurt at all when I hit him and he on slid a bit with my swing, still holding on. Then he smiled so wide I could see all of his teeth. Before I could react, he squeezed my hockey stick the same way I had squeezed that noble's head a few moments ago and the results were exactly the same.
My hockey stick shattered to many little pieces in my grasp. Immediately afterwards Sabo hit me in the ribs with his pipe. I didn't like it, to say the least.
I grunted and jumped back quickly. I was far enough away from Sabo where I felt safe to see how bad my ribs were. I pressed my hand against my ribs and poked around a little. To my displeasure they made a crinkling noise, like someone wadding up paper into a ball.
"This is very painful. I mean... not the worst thing that's ever happened to me but it's the thought that counts. What the fuck Sabo." I angrily called doubt to him.
He raised an eyebrow in confusion. "It's a fight. What do you expect?"
"I expected to kill you with my hockey stick and for me to win in one strike. I also expected none of that Will Of The Damned bullshit. The last person I saw who used Will Of The Damned was like... the third or fourth strongest person I know. I hate that shit." I say spitefully.
"What's Will Of The Damned?" Sabo asks casually as he taps the ground with his pipe each time making a full noise of metal on stone.
I'm not a scowling kind of guy. But thinking of Will Of The Damned makes me feel like doing it. "It shows up once in a while in Impel Down. People sentenced to death or some others suddenly find out that they're full of all kinds of bullshit and start pulling all kinds of shenanigans out of themselves. They become tougher and stronger, and that power is called Will Of The Damned. Fighting anyone in Impel Down with Will Of The Damned is a pain in the butt cause I have to pull out all the stops. The strongest Will Of The Damned I've ever seen was so strong it turned the guy's arms and legs black like your hand and made them indestructible."
Sabo just chuckles at my explanation. "That's called armament hockey."
"What does hockey have to do with anything? You broke my hockey stick and I don't like you so there's no way I'd play a friendly game with you. Also there's too much rubble in the streets for a proper match."
Sabo just stares at me with half lidded eyes for a few seconds before shrugging. Then he squats down and lays both his hands on a street corner he had meandered over to while we were talking. He raps the ground with his knuckles before looking up to me and the men all surrounding us in the ruined buildings.
"Did you know that everything has a core? Apples, people, streets, islands... everything." He says nonchalantly.
My hackles rise. So does all the hair on my arms and legs. He's about to do something I'll really hate. I can just tell.
I shout to all the men, "Fire! Fire! Fire! Fucking shoot that top hat wearing fuck dead!"
Normally I'm not this angry, but my ribs are really killing me. When I get hurt, I tend to get a little salty about it. Nothing about seeing my own blood makes me angry. I'm not exactly what makes me so mad, but sometimes I wonder if it's the fact that I'm hurt but not dead.
All of the crew with guns begin firing in Sabo's position on the ground but I feel disappointment coming over me. These guys all have Marine trooper accuracy. Every single for bullet misses.
Sabo must have Shiv Sense because he seems to know that none of the bullets will hit him. He just gives me that same annoying smirk he has and strikes the ground while his hands glow black with Will Of The Damned. At first nothing happens and I begin to hope my instincts were wrong.
Sadly my instincts were right. Damn you instincts!
I heard a whisper. "Dragon's Breath."
Then I saw the cracks spread across the ground. They started from where his fists were sunk into the ground and spread exponentially fast. At first I thought the cracks were the only thing that was going to happen with Sabo's attack and I felt relieved by it. Then I heard a hissing noise. Like someone filling an air bladder up and then all the air escaping through a leak.
That hissing sound evolved into a roar I've heard only from the most dangerous of beasts. The cracks began pushing air out of them from somewhere. Definitely not the ground because beneath the ground there's just more ground, no air there.
At this point everything exploded violently. I thought that maybe with my heavy metal boots my feet would be firmly planted on the ground but I was wrong. My feet were pushed upwards and I fell the same way a tree falls when you cut it down, except I didn't hit the ground. Remember the explosion I mentioned earlier? It propelled me upwards with my arms and legs flailing uselessly.
I howled in anger, and partially in fear. You know what the worst part of me hanging in mid-air like I was? It's the fact I was a big open target that would have a rough time defending any attacks. Sabo must've known this from the start.
I say this because the next thing I knew I heard four muffled booming noises over the roar of the storm around me and I saw a completely black hand grab onto my shoulder. I tuned my head some more and there was Sabo attached to said hand.
All he said was, "Hurricane Dragon's Talon." Then he squeezed.
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