In the deep sea, the churning silt gradually settled.
Inside the crater torn into the seabed by the two self-destructing suits, rubble kept tumbling down.
Jinbe swept the murky water from his eyes and looked toward the center of the crater.
There were no severed limbs there.
Three small figures stood at the bottom.
Little Hawkeye pulled his heavy black sword free of the rock where it had lodged.
Little Empress brushed the grit from her skirt.
Little Shark stepped over a shattered metal shell and walked out, expressionless.
The dark red flames behind them burned steadily, untouched by the shock wave.
Even after taking the suits' core explosions at point-blank range, their skin bore not so much as a pale mark.
"You've got to be kidding."
Jinbe let out a heavy breath, his heart sinking.
"They took a blast like that and came out without a scratch?"
The Ryugu Kingdom guards recoiled in terror, their spears trembling in their hands.
Such defensive power was beyond anything they could comprehend.
Wano Country, underground armory control room.
Tony stood before a holographic display, swiping through the air.
JARVIS rapidly listed hundreds of environmental readings from the explosions.
"Sir, I've recorded the peak force at the center of the blasts."
"The three targets' skin endured a pressure of six thousand kilograms per square centimeter."
"A microscopic Bio-Force Field was detected. External force was completely blocked before it reached their skin."
Tony held his coffee cup, a cold smile tugging at his lips.
"Did that old man Vegapunk really think he'd built a perpetual-motion machine?"
"Pull up the infrared thermal imaging from when they were hit."
JARVIS immediately projected three-dimensional skeletal models.
The data from the flames on the Seraphim's backs was enlarged separately into a wavering curve.
"Look here."
Tony tapped the