Seeing Werther and Kaido's movements, Big Mom calmed down and prepared to face them.
"Mom, you're finally yourself again. I can't go on. I can't keep fighting. If I do, I'll disappear."
Prometheus drifted up to Big Mom. His flames had dimmed so much they looked ready to go out at any moment.
It seemed Werther and Kaido's attacks had affected the elemental creature after all.
"Prometheus, how did you get hurt so badly? Rest inside my right hand. Where's Zeus? Why can't I see him?"
Big Mom could tell how badly Prometheus was injured, so she did not force him to fight.
"Zeus... Zeus was eaten."
"What? Say that again." Big Mom's face went pale. Even when she had noticed the wound on her belly, she had not looked like this.
"The Thunder Swordsman ate Zeus. He said so himself, and I can't sense Zeus anymore. Mom, you have to avenge him!"
Prometheus could hold on no longer. His body shrank, and he slipped into Big Mom's right hand.
"Napoleon, change form. I'm killing those two today."
At Big Mom's command, the Pirate hat on her head floated down.
"Of course, Mom. Let's kill them and avenge Zeus, even if I never liked him much."
Napoleon the Bicorne leaped from Big Mom's head. A blade sprang from one side and a hilt from the other, turning him into an enormous Cutlass.
The Cutlass was huge, but just the right size for Big Mom. Its shape resembled Hawk-Eyes' Black Blade, though it lacked that weapon's elegance. Instead, it radiated savagery.
That presence...
Werther's heart jolted when he sensed the aura coming from the blade in Big Mom's hand.
Its savage aura could rival Intent Blood's.
"Thunder Swordsman, you're the one who wounded my belly, aren't you? There's no mistaking it.