The two Giants showed no intention of attacking. Instead, they slowly moved closer together, apparently planning to fight as a team.
Werther still remembered them. The blond Giant with the big nose who had cried to Usopp was Oimo.
The other Giant, the one with black hair, was Kashii.
Werther Flashed to Kashii's side, only to find that he barely reached above the giant's foot.
Werther's face twitched at the sight.
Did Giants grow up on fertilizer? These two had to be at least thirty or forty meters tall. He was a dwarf beside them.
Height had always been Werther's sore spot. At less than six feet tall, he was probably the shortest of the Shichibukai.
Werther was confident he ranked among the stronger Shichibukai. He could beat the crap out of the likes of Moria and Jinbe in minutes, but that did nothing for his height.
He looked up at the towering Giant, seething with envy. Heights in the pirate world were downright absurd.
A pale-blue sword slash struck Kashii's thigh. The giant's thick leg offered no protection against Werther's attack and was severed in a single stroke.
Neither Oimo nor Kashii had even reacted yet.
Kashii felt a chill in his leg. Then his body began to tilt.
Werther was disappointed as he watched the Giant whose leg he had severed. He had expected much more of him, but Kashii was surprisingly weak.
Another Sword Aura flew out and severed one of Kashii's arms. His torso and other leg followed. Finally, before Kashii had any idea what was happening, Werther cut through his neck.
It wasn't that Kashii was slow to react. Werther was simply too fast. Even Aokiji had struggled to keep up with him and could only evade his slashes by turning elemental. Kashii had no