"Impossible... Zephyr... has asthma?"
The moment Buckingham saw Zephyr coughing violently, even coughing up blood, an incredulous look of shock appeared on her face.
As a biologist, she possessed some medical knowledge and immediately saw Zephyr's true condition.
A man who, in his youth, could create storms with a breath and shatter mountains with a punch had actually developed asthma. It was truly hard to believe.
Two crimson glows of Observation Haki flickered in her murky eyes. Buckingham cautiously observed Zephyr's condition, clearly sensing that his once mountain-like aura was plummeting at an astonishing rate.
"Weevil, hurry up! Kill that purple-haired one!"
"Strike while he's sick and take his life" was nothing unusual for pirates.
Although Buckingham did not know why someone like Zephyr had asthma, that did not stop her from taking the chance to expand her gains.
"Got it, Mom! I was just about to do that!"
Weevil answered stupidly and charged toward Zephyr in great strides, raising his long-handled naginata high.
"Die, you big purple-haired guy!"
He shouted, gripping the weapon's shaft tightly with both hands. Armament Haki surged from his body, wrapping around the naginata and staining its broad, snow-white blade pitch-black.
Screech!
The Armament Haki-coated naginata sliced viciously through the air, driving aside the airwaves on both sides as it hacked fiercely toward Zephyr's head.
Burdened by his asthma attack, Zephyr could not put up any meaningful resistance.
Relying only on the battle instincts etched into his bones, he instinctively released the front of his shirt, which he had been clutching tightly in his right hand, and raised that arm high in an attempt to block Weevil's strike.
But Weevil's terrifying strength, "inherited" from Whitebeard, was no lie.
Bang!
The Haki Armor on Zephyr's right arm collided violently with Weevil's naginata, erupting with a short,