"Nami's grown up."
Nojiko looked at House outside the spatial curtain, his flesh split and torn by lightning, and a gratified smile she could not hide appeared on her face.
More than anyone, she knew that her little sister had never possessed particularly firm willpower. Her usual Haki training had always been inconsistent, and she had never shown any determination to become stronger at all costs.
This would not have mattered much when facing low-level enemies who could not use Haki, but against a ruthless opponent like House, who possessed advanced Armament Haki and a Mythical Zoan, it would become a fatal weakness.
Before setting out, she had worried that Nami might face irreversible danger in a life-or-death battle against an opponent of this caliber. But now, not only had the girl held on, her chances of victory were even steadily increasing.
"Don't celebrate too soon."
Seeing her relax like that, Dawn mercilessly poured cold water on her hopes, his icy gaze fixed firmly on House.
"Lightning is more than enough against ordinary fodder, but it still falls short against a Mythical Zoan. Not to mention that this Mythical Zoan possesses decent Armament Haki. With the Immortal Body granted by Blackening Control, the situation will only get worse."
Upon hearing that, Nojiko hurriedly turned to look outside. The charred, festering wound on House's neck, blasted open by lightning, was rapidly healing at a visible rate, restoring itself as though time had reversed.
Because it had not fully pierced his neck and damaged his core, such an injury was not even considered fatal to him under Blackening Control.
"Darling, do you need me to go out and replace little sister Nami?"
Seeing this, Hancock naturally wrapped her arm around Dawn's and softly offered the suggestion, a trace of concern for Nami