"This attack is so fierce that it isn't giving me even a moment to catch my breath. I can't keep being this passive!"
As he fended off the endless barrage of violent slashes, Redfield pondered a way to turn the situation around.
He used his innate, extraordinary Observation Haki to probe Ares's mind.
When he got the result,
Redfield's heart jolted violently, as if the heavens and earth had been overturned.
The result of his probing left him utterly stunned:
"This guy..."
"Does he have nothing in his heart besides fighting?!"
There were only two words in there: fighting!!!
There wasn't even a trace of any other distracting thought.
He was focused solely on—fighting!
Redfield found it hard to believe. He immediately asked, "Hey, Ares, why did you become a pirate?!"
"To fight powerful opponents!" Ares answered honestly.
Redfield's face darkened, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He asked again, "Then do you have any dreams?"
"To forge myself into the hardest, most invincible blade!" Ares's bull-like arm never stopped moving.
One after another, fierce and domineering slashes came down on Redfield.
Redfield dodged every one of them.
Smack!
Smack!
Redfield viciously slapped himself twice in the heart.
Why did I have to run my mouth and ask those questions?
Yet he was still somewhat unwilling to give up.
A final struggle showed in his eyes as he asked, "Other than that, don't you have any other dreams?"
"You're as nagging as a woman. Stop hiding your strength and bring it all out to fight me!!" Ares roared furiously.
"You've been holding back your strength the whole time. You're such a coward!"
This battle was really failing to satisfy him!
What he wanted was a thoroughly exhilarating fight.
Those words infuriated Redfield. His appearance was indeed somewhat delicate, but