Prepare for the Worst

At that moment, Whitebeard charged in from another side of the battlefield, his shockwave blasting a large swath of enemies away.

He turned his head and glanced at Jin An, seeming to notice the gravity in his expression.

Whitebeard grinned and approached with his naginata over his shoulder.

"Hey, Jin An, you don't look so good. That's not like you."

Jin An did not answer at once. He merely pointed his blade toward the depths of Pangaea Castle and said coldly,

"Imu still hasn't shown herself. Don't you find that strange?"

Whitebeard raised his head and narrowed his eyes toward Pangaea Castle. Though he appeared relaxed, there was a measure of caution in his gaze.

He snorted and said,

"Something is indeed off.

But it doesn't matter. Whatever tricks she's playing, the moment she shows herself, one swing of my blade will finish her."

Whitebeard's words brimmed with confidence, but Jin An did not lower his guard.

He knew this battle would not end because of one or two victories.

Imu's power was not something brute force alone could overcome.

Not far away, Loki's dragon roar rang out again, his voice shaking the entire battlefield like thunder.

"Whoever she is, when she comes out, I'll burn her to ashes!"

Loki's arrogance slightly eased the tension on the battlefield, but Jin An's heart remained heavy.

He said quietly,

"Perhaps your optimism isn't wrong. But if she has already made thorough preparations, we may not even get the chance to draw our blades."

Whitebeard burst into laughter and swung his naginata sharply, shattering a Genetic Weapon that lunged at him.

He turned back toward Jin An, his tone carrying even greater boldness.

"Jin An, don't overthink it.

Battle is just blades rising and falling.

No matter how strong an opponent is, they're