Clang!
Werther did not wait for the dust to settle. He sent out another slash of Sword Aura, giving his opponent no chance to catch his breath.
A muffled grunt came from the dust, followed by the sound of someone falling. Lafitte had probably blocked his slash again.
Since the fight began, Werther had sent Lafitte flying many times, but apart from the first strike, none of his attacks had cut him directly.
As soon as he heard the grunt, several Lightning Treasures formed above Werther's head and whistled into the dust.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The Lightning Treasures pierced the air and plunged into the dust, but no sound came from within.
Werther snapped his fingers. Blue-white arcs danced at his fingertips, and a spark flashed into being.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Lightning Treasures detonated. Explosions rang out one after another, flattening a wide stretch of buildings.
Only then did Werther stop attacking. He stood still and waited for the drifting dust before him to clear.
No more than three seconds had passed between Lafitte being sent flying, Werther following up with Sword Aura, and the final explosion of the Lightning Treasures. His swordsmanship and Lightning worked together seamlessly.
Werther extended his Observation Haki and immediately sensed that Lafitte was still in the ruins ahead.
A cold wind blew through, clearing the dust and revealing Lafitte.
Lafitte was almost unrecognizable. Fine cuts covered his body, and the Thunder God Spear had blown his clothes apart, leaving only a few strips of fabric hanging from him. He looked as though he had been hauled out of a pool of blood.
"Hah... hah..."
Even Werther could hear his ragged breathing. The lipstick-wearing man with the shrill voice had clearly been badly hurt.
"You... finally... used Observation Haki... to sense me."
Lafitte forced the