A visually striking scene unfolded.
Kairos was surrounded by rippling, multicolored mist. With one hand, he held off Whitebeard and Bullet, then turned to regard Weevil charging toward him with indifference. He only needed a thought, and those blades, spears, swords, and halberds would rain down and destroy everything in front of him.
"Get out of the way!"
A simple-minded roar rang out of nowhere.
A blur flashed before Kairos's eyes: a human-shaped buffalo, muscles bulging and curved horns atop his head. He gripped a golden spiked club in both hands, its surface covered in Haki, and swept it at Weevil before Weevil could reach him.
The sheer force of the blow made one's heart tremble before it even arrived.
It was Buffalo Aquit.
As usual, he was dressed in patched-up clothes. From top to bottom, he radiated poverty, foolishness, and shabbiness.
Yet the aura he gave off now was terrifying beyond imagination.
Boom!!!
The spiked club smashed against the naginata, and Weevil had reacted quickly too.
A gale swirled around the two of them, turning into a shockwave that tore through the golden ground.
Weevil's hands trembled as he was sent flying, kicking up a cloud of dust. Aquit took several steps back, gripping his golden spiked club as two streams of white vapor poured from his nostrils.
"Who's that bull?"
From his throne on the high platform, Enel watched Aquit with interest, taking in the unfolding scene.
"Shichibukai Buffalo Aquit."
Baccarat rested her chin on one hand.
The Shichibukai might not amount to much, but she and Betty still had to know at least a little about the various powers and strong fighters in the world. Stussy had handled that kind of thing in the past.
Going back to the Richest Group's founding, Crocodile had been responsible for