Sunlight streamed through gaps in the dark clouds.
Golden Lion kept coughing up blood.
"Kid, when did you make your move?"
The intense pain left Golden Lion somewhat dazed. Feeling his strength rapidly drain away, he raised his head and glared viciously at Roy.
"Oh, you mean the poison? Old man, I'd been making my move from the very beginning."
Roy pointed at the sky, then turned the Iron Cloud Sword in his hand into clouds.
"Was it the rain and the clouds?
Damn it, I should have realized it. No one would waste their strength for no reason during a battle."
Recalling his earlier mockery of Roy and feeling the symptoms of poison spreading through his body,
Golden Lion suddenly clutched his severed arm and jerked his head up.
"Kid, it'd be a waste of your talents if you didn't become a pirate. But so what if that's all you have? I'm Golden Lion!"
His bloodied face suddenly broke into wild laughter.
Seeing Roy standing there completely unharmed, Golden Lion's face twisted with savagery.
Crack!
Mixed with the faint sunlight, lightning raged endlessly within the dark clouds.
"Oh, is this your final move?
Then take a look at my full-strength attack too, old man."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dark clouds that had been about to disperse began gathering again.
At the same time, more than half the island's ground rose up and crumbled apart.
The sky grew even darker.
Most of the island condensed into the shape of a lion's head.
Pfft!
Blood spilled from his mouth.
Golden Lion's aura plummeted madly, but the attack he was gathering continued to build.
He looked down at the man standing atop the lion's head.
Rumble!
The clouds overhead condensed into a black, electrified spiked sphere.
As everyone knew, Devil Fruits were