"Wahahaha! Kid, if you want to learn, then naturally I'll teach you the best!"
Garp Clone's voice came from the clearing. Dawn looked up and saw the towering figure already leaping into the air, his white cape snapping behind him.
Another punch swung out.
This time, Dawn was prepared. Gravity Armor and Armament Haki armor covered his body once more as he rapidly retreated. But Garp Clone's attack range far exceeded his expectations. The spherical shockwave followed him like a shadow, engulfing him again.
Boom!
He was sent flying for the second time.
The third time.
The fourth time...
For Dawn, the next ten minutes were like hell.
Garp Clone went all out from start to finish, showing no mercy with every strike coated in Conqueror's and Armament Haki Coating.
Dawn gave it everything he had, pushing his two Devil Fruits and Armament Haki to their limits. He even tried using Conqueror's Haki to resist—though his still-immature Conqueror's Haki was like a candle flame before the blazing sun compared to Garp's Haki Coating.
Even so, he only lasted ten minutes.
In the eleventh minute, a precise punch from afar struck him squarely in the chest. Dawn heard the crisp crack of his sternum shattering as blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.
His consciousness began to fade, and the scene before him blurred and spun. Before blacking out completely, the last thing he saw was Garp Clone gradually dissipating, turning into a wisp of white smoke just as he had appeared before finally vanishing without a trace.
The setting sun hung low, painting the sky in a magnificent tapestry of intertwined orange-red and deep purple. Dusk blanketed the forest clearing, and the light gradually dimmed.
Dawn opened his heavy eyelids.
The first thing he saw was the sky, broken into fragments