In that state, Werther had no intention of giving chase. Instead, he let Intent Blood heal his injuries.
Before long, his vision cleared, and the ringing in his ears faded.
"Heh. I really can't afford to let my guard down. I almost got killed."
In the distance, Jack had retrieved his weapons and was staring straight at Werther.
"I wasn't planning to use this, but since you're so strong, let's give it a try. I haven't used this move before, so you'll make a good test subject."
With that, Werther took out his Pocket Watch and retrieved the Dragon Hide Coat from it.
He had taken off the Dragon Hide Coat earlier because Dressrosa was rather hot.
Werther planted Intent Blood in front of him, then slipped on the coat at his leisure, unconcerned that Jack might attack.
Jack did not move either. He stood where he was, watching Werther coldly, unable to tell what he was up to.
After putting on the Dragon Hide Coat, Werther pulled Intent Blood free and sent it a message.
He could clearly feel the two swords trembling with excitement in his hands. At last, Intent Blood would show its power.
Masses of red tendrils emerged from Intent Blood's hilts. When healing Werther, they had only wrapped around his wrists. This time, they began climbing up his body.
More and more red tendrils appeared, slowly engulfing Werther's arms. They did not stop there, but kept spreading across him.
From his arms, they reached his chest, then spread over his entire body.
Soon, the red tendrils had almost completely enveloped Werther, leaving only the upper half of his face and his hair exposed.
Once they had spread over his whole body, the tendrils began to change. They flattened against his clothes and became a bright