Boom!
Another explosion shook the island. Kaido sent Werther flying, and he skidded across the ground before coming to a stop.
Werther was still far behind Kaido in raw strength.
He could withstand Kaido's attacks only because he had coated parts of his body in Haki, allowing him to meet Kaido head-on.
And Kaido had sent him flying because Werther had deliberately allowed it.
Kaido's stamina was bound to be monstrous. Jack, one of his subordinates, was proof enough.
Trying to wear Kaido down was therefore a terrible idea.
Werther was a Great Swordsman. A Great Swordsman fought by using the sharpness of his blade to defeat his opponent quickly.
But what that last burst of Sword Aura had told Werther was clear: defeating Kaido quickly was a pipe dream.
Once he realized a direct contest of strength would not work, Werther drew his other Intent Blood.
He coated it in Armament Haki, then poured a massive amount of Lightning into it.
With so much Lightning flowing through it, a Silver-Blue sheen appeared on the blade. Intent Blood had grown almost painful to look at.
Werther gripped it, gathered his strength, then hurled it at Kaido.
Intent Blood spun rapidly through the air, whirling around its hilt until it became a circular wheel of Lightning and steel that screamed toward Kaido.
Werther's move stunned the spectators, Kaido included. Red-Haired was especially surprised.
As a Swordsman himself, he knew what it meant. Top Swordsmen never let go of their blades, yet Werther had thrown his. It left everyone staring in disbelief.
Red-Haired was privately disappointed. He had thought Werther was a Great Swordsman, but Werther had just thrown away his sword.
Kaido watched the spinning blade approach and coated his Spiked Club in Armament Haki.
He did not understand Werther's purpose,