Boom!!
With just one kick, Tibbers the Flame Giant Bear—the "brat's bear," appearing before the world once again after beating Admiral Kizaru—sent Donquixote Doflamingo flying hundreds of meters before he crashed hard into a damaged house full of mud and seawater. The four-story building, already reduced to little more than its beams and on the verge of collapse, finally came crashing down around him.
Fortunately, the area had just been swept by a massive tsunami, so no dust billowed up to block everyone's view.
Of course, there was no shortage of mud. At least, when Donquixote Doflamingo sprang furiously out from beneath the collapsed eaves and rubble, his flashy pink feather coat was already soaked in mud and filthy beyond recognition.
The mud-soaked state of his flashy pink feather coat was one thing. What Donquixote Doflamingo found truly unbearable was this:
The half of his face that had just been kicked was already swelling up. At the same time, the burning paw had singed and curled his blond hair, and his red sunglasses had been kicked off to who knew where. He no longer looked remotely as handsome as before.
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Tibbers didn't press the attack. It simply held out a little paw and beckoned at Donquixote Doflamingo, the man it had kicked flying.
"You!"
"!!"
"You're dead!"
Looking at the brat in the distance, who had no intention of joining the fight, then at the Flame Giant Bear taunting him with its paw, Donquixote Doflamingo touched his swollen cheek and burning scalp. He couldn't hold back any longer. He leaped forward in a fury and charged straight at the giant bear.
In his rage, he had completely forgotten that the Flame Giant Bear taunting him and beckoning him over had once beaten Admiral Kizaru to a pulp.