Would she fight Rosen to the death for the sake of her last shred of dignity and pride?
Or would she cling to life, obey Rosen's words, lower her head in humiliation, and return to her cell?
At that moment, a fierce struggle erupted within Catarina Devon's heart.
However, the struggle was quickly resolved—not because she had come to terms with it, but because someone had helped her do so.
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't hear your answer."
"Catarina Devon."
Seeing that Catarina Devon neither moved nor gave him an answer, Rosen still did not turn around. He merely shifted his pupils toward the corners of his eyes and cast a calm glance behind him, while a cold Crimson Glint slowly bloomed in his gaze.
Amid the roaring howls of thunder and lightning, savage black-red bolts extended from Rosen's body, coiling around him like enormous pythons.
Then—
Centered on himself, a powerful Conqueror's Haki descended upon Catarina Devon out of thin air, carrying an overwhelming, mountain-crushing pressure.
Catarina Devon's expression changed drastically. Her body instantly tensed, trembling uncontrollably.
After the battle just now, she had already been defeated by Rosen. Deep in her heart, an instinctive fear of him had taken root.
Even she herself had not realized it.
Now, as Rosen released his Conqueror's Haki, its immense pressure bore down on her like a domineering mountain woven from black lightning, crushing both her body and spirit from above. In an instant, it awakened that instinctive fear within her.
"No, impossible!"
"How could your Conqueror's Haki have suddenly increased so much?"
"When you used it on me just now, it wasn't nearly this strong."
Catarina Devon's eyes widened. As she stared at Rosen's back, both her gaze and face were filled with undisguised shock.
She remembered it crystal clear.
Not long