Slice Mochi!
No, it was an oversized Slice Mochi, carrying the momentum of its descent as it fiercely collided with Dawn's upward-charging fist.
Massive ripples appeared in the air, and the ear-splitting boom even reached the ships battling along the coast.
Or rather, the sounds of this battle had echoed in the ears of everyone aboard the two fighting ships from the very beginning.
Like siege hammers crashing against each other, the ground beneath Dawn's feet shattered into a dense spiderweb of cracks, while Katakuri above him fared no better.
Blasted into the air by the immense force, he continuously adjusted his body, forcing himself backward rather than letting himself fly skyward.
When they regained their footing, both of them were slightly out of breath.
That was only natural. Though they had not fought for three days and three nights, their battle had been intense enough.
Wave after wave of high-intensity attacks came without pause. Needless to say, Armament Haki was rapidly consumed.
Their dense assaults and enormous fists all required Armament Haki, while the expenditure of Observation Haki was even more severe.
Especially since Dawn had broken through with his Observation Haki during the battle, going from nothing to something, from unfamiliarity to gradually becoming accustomed to it and mastering it, until he could now wield it completely.
Every clash between them consumed a tremendous amount of Observation Haki for prediction and perception.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew once more as their tridents collided. Both were monsters by any measure; what did a little heavy breathing matter?
Dawn brought down his trident with his right hand, while pale golden flames, nearly white, coiled around his left. His fingers formed a claw as he tore toward Katakuri.
Faced with this attack, Katakuri was unwilling even to use his mochi transformation