The night is long, and only the sword... Wait, I'm not a Swordsman. Why am I getting sentimental about that?
Loa rolled over and lay on his hospital bed, waiting for dawn.
The afternoon's battle had nearly drained him dry. He had been so empty he couldn't squeeze out a trace of Magic Power. But on Kuzan's advice, the medical staff had fed him a little crushed ice at regular intervals. Thanks to his powerful Dragon Slayer constitution, his injuries were no longer serious.
Now, after a good long sleep, Loa suddenly realized he couldn't fall asleep again!
His strength had returned, his Magic Power was full, and he felt wide awake!
After rolling over for the fifth time, Loa simply sat up.
He thought about it. Practicing the Six Powers in a hospital at this hour would disturb everyone, so he decided to train his Observation Haki instead.
The previous day's battle had revealed a problem to Loa.
He still hadn't figured out exactly what kind of fighter he wanted to be.
Should he focus on control with offense as a backup, or on offense with control as support? He had never settled on either.
True, he had a well-rounded set of abilities and could put up a fight against any opponent, but that was because Kuzan had forced him to adapt.
He was at a disadvantage in speed, and he couldn't cast Dragon Slayer Magic fast enough to catch Kuzan. That was why Loa had devoted himself to studying the Six Powers and Haki.
Whether at range or in close combat, Loa was now among the few on the seas who could fight at his level.
But that was precisely why the gap between him and Kizaru's level was so obvious.
He could do everything, but he hadn't