"I gave you a chance! Since you don't know how to appreciate it, every last one of you can die!"
"Crescent Sand Dune!"
As his words fell, a mass of sand quietly appeared around his right hand. It shifted and coalesced, finally forming an enormous crescent-shaped sand blade.
Without the slightest hesitation, he swung his right hand hard. The enormous crescent blade sliced through the air, hurtling straight toward Lafitte.
Crocodile was arrogant and domineering. He hated looking up to others and would never allow anyone to stand above him.
That was why he opened with a killing move, attacking ferociously. He intended to drain every drop of moisture from Lafitte's body and turn him into a mummy.
"That's far too slow."
With a whoosh, Lafitte beat his wings and instantly dodged the enormous sand blade. He looked down at Crocodile from above, continuing to search for an opening.
According to their earlier plan, some would handle sneak attacks, some would defend, and others would attack...
As the first mate, Lafitte was naturally one of their main attackers. There was no question about that.
For now, the others would harass Crocodile and keep him occupied, wearing him down as he dealt with them.
When an opportunity presented itself, Lafitte would swoop down and deliver a fatal blow, finishing off this member of the Shichibukai.
"Beautiful Sword—Blue Bird!"
Cavendish pushed off the ground with his right foot, pointing Durandal at Crocodile. Like an arrow released from a bow, he charged straight at him.
A powerful current swirled around Durandal, churning the surrounding air. Sword energy raged as the thrust surged toward Crocodile with overwhelming force.
Compared to when he had used it in Loguetown, Cavendish's attack was much sharper this time, and its sword energy had grown considerably stronger. It was