If they hadn't blocked it, then of course...
At that thought, the sorrow in his eyes deepened.
No matter how wretched or unfortunate their past had been.
At least during their time in Cipher Pol Aigis Zero, they had truly felt alive.
Even if that life had fallen far short of what they had dreamed of as children in the orphanage.
But still!
They had no regrets.
Because rather than being unwanted, they wanted someone to need them!
Because people no one needed were already dead.
Hearing footsteps approaching from ahead, Sada struggled to his feet.
He slowly took a cigarette from inside his clothes and lit it.
They rarely smoked on missions, because it left a scent behind.
But when they were about to die, who cared about that anymore?
He lowered his head for one last look at Kuru, then turned away, his eyes fixed resolutely ahead. Pushing off with both feet, he charged toward Kuina.
"Wait for me, brother. I'll be right there."
They had grown up together and had never been apart their entire lives. Even in death...
They would stay together.
If you're not satisfied, then train harder
The largest battlefield on Ore Island's beach.
A ring of dust shrouded the battlefield, yet not a speck stirred at its center.
The entire battlefield sank in a spiral. Though it was a beach, aside from a layer of sand around the outermost edge, almost everything else was rock.
"Well! Old man, looks like you're running out of steam!"
Kuta was bare-chested, his chest mottled with bruises left by Melason's fists.
As expected of a veteran powerhouse of the seas. This was the first time Kuta had been injured since setting sail. Though these minor injuries were no different from being unhurt to him, managing to knock