On the chaotic battlefield, Flashlight stood at the edge of a broken, enormous blue stone slab.
Elsewhere, Akainu, Kizaru, and Aokiji were locked in fierce battles with Whitebeard, Marco, and Jozu, respectively.
Here, the clash between former and current Shichibukai also kept the surrounding Marines from venturing too close.
Aside from the Empress mowing down grunts, Jinbe and Kuma were trading blows, while Hawk-Eye clashed with Crocodile.
"Fufufu... Flashlight. What are you thinking about? I'm a little curious."
Heavenly Yaksha's obnoxious laughter drifted over.
When the situation first turned into a fight between him and Flashlight, Heavenly Yaksha had been somewhat nervous.
After all, rumor had it that Flashlight could fight Kizaru to a draw.
Yet, to his surprise, his opponent only attacked halfheartedly.
Heavenly Yaksha was happy to slack off alongside Flashlight. He hadn't come here to help Whitebeard, either. He'd simply had no choice but to offer terms for cooperation and escape Impel Down.
"If you've got nothing better to do, why don't you go plow a few acres outside?"
Looking at Heavenly Yaksha's obnoxious expression, Flashlight couldn't help snarking.
Suddenly, the stone-and-concrete ground beneath Flashlight cracked open. Several extremely fine strings emerged from the fissures, coiling toward his legs like venomous snakes.
Heavenly Yaksha might have been "slacking off," but his "acting" was still excellent. At least he was more dedicated than Kizaru.
... As for that dedication of Heavenly Yaksha's...
Flashlight's electric-arc face formed a sideways glance, and he snapped his fingers.
A pale blue corona instantly spread outward from him. The moment the strings touched the corona field, ionized air clung to their surfaces, creating a weak electrostatic repulsion that bounced them away as though they'd struck an invisible wall.
... Or, rather, like someone's long hair suddenly standing on end from static.
Even strings