Werther sheathed his sword, surprising everyone present.
"Is Lord Werther calling off the fight?"
"No, he's going to fight Lady Queen with Hand-to-Hand Combat. I've never heard that Lord Werther was good at it."
"What a shame. I wanted to see how strong Lord Werther's Swordsmanship was, so I'd have something to aim for."
Kaido's subordinates began discussing Werther's decision to put away Intent Blood.
"Are you looking down on me, Thunder Swordsman?"
Queen's excitement vanished. This time, her anger seemed genuine, unlike the anger she had feigned before.
"Heh, who knows? Maybe I just felt like fighting you without a sword."
Someone was delighted to see Werther put away Intent Blood: Tillman.
Working with men as willful as Werther and Kaido had truly taken its toll on Tillman.
"You dare look down on me? I'll make you pay. I swear it."
Queen charged at Werther as she spoke.
She was neither especially fast nor slow. She could only be called agile, but to Werther, she moved like a turtle.
Armament Haki coated both his arms. Werther slipped past Queen's venomous claws, bent slightly, and drove a fist into the pale skin of her exposed abdomen.
His Haki-coated fist visibly sank into the soft flesh of Queen's stomach.
Queen grunted in pain. Her body folded into a V before she flew backward.
Werther flexed his hand. He finally understood why so many people liked fighting with their fists. Landing a blow on an enemy's soft spot felt incredible.
But someone was enjoying it even more than he was.
"That hurts... but it feels amazing. Again! Again!"
A trickle of blood escaped Queen's lips. Her face flushed once more as she lay on the ground, rubbing her long legs together.
Werther rarely wasted words in a fight apart from the occasional