Borsalino walked up to Tiger and looked down at the fish-man leader struggling to rise. He lifted his right foot, his gleaming leather shoe lightly pressing down on Tiger's chest.
"Marine! Get your filthy foot off Brother Tiger!"
A blue figure burst through the smoke at terrifying speed, charging at Borsalino with raging fury and a resolve to die.
Jinbe's broad fish-man face twisted with utter rage. His Armament Haki-coated right fist tore through the air with a shriek like wailing ghosts!
"[Fish-Man Karate: Brick Fist]!"
Borsalino tilted his head slightly and looked at the charging Jinbe.
"How frightening, Sea Knight Jinbe. You've become so proficient with Armament Haki. If that punch hits me, I might die."
The foot on Tiger's chest did not move. He merely raised his free right hand and pointed a finger toward the sky.
More than a dozen dazzling golden pillars of light suddenly descended from the void! The instant they fell, they solidified and took shape, becoming incomparably sharp cross-shaped light swords. Arranged like a cage, they stabbed precisely toward the vital points around Jinbe's body.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
The sounds of light swords piercing flesh came densely and dully. More than ten swords nailed him completely in place. Blood burst from wounds all over his body like cruel blooming flowers, staining the sand and shattered cacti beneath him red.
Borsalino slowly raised his right hand. A blinding point of golden light gathered at his fingertip, aimed at the dying Fisher Tiger lying on the sand.
At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened. The light seemed to be absorbed by an invisible sponge, and the noon sky turned into a deep dusk in just three seconds.
Borsalino looked up. A figure hovered in midair, wrapped in flowing darkness. Its face could not be seen;