The sea breeze swept over the scorched earth, carrying gunpowder smoke, while above Lulutak Island,
the clouds were torn apart by clashing Haki, revealing a pale sky.
Gern retreated like a phantom, the Black Blade: Eight Desolations carving a pale vacuum rift through the air that split the pressure of Bullet's pursuing punch in two.
"I'm not your opponent!" Gern's lips curled slightly as he glanced to either side.
He raised the Eight Desolations Blade and pointed its edge straight at Bullet. "You're up!"
"Understood!" Two figures instantly burst from the warship's deck!
Lipo pushed off the deck with both legs, shooting forward like an arrow, her two Carrot Daggers gleaming cold green in the sunlight.
The Mink Tribe's natural explosive strength made her charge little more than a blur.
Her daggers crossed in a slashing strike, their blades cutting through the air with an earsplitting shriek.
Bullet grinned viciously, sweeping his thick arm across his body like an iron wall, coated in pitch-black Armament Haki.
Clang! The daggers struck flesh, yet dazzling sparks flew from the impact.
"Such powerful Armament Haki!" Lipo's pupils contracted, the recoil numbing the webbing between her thumbs and forefingers.
But she did not retreat. Using the momentum, she spun and whipped a kick toward Bullet's waist.
"Too slow!" Bullet growled, firing his left fist like a cannonball straight at Lipo's face.
At the last possible instant, golden light flashed!
"Golden: Shackles!"
Tesoro slammed his right arm against the ground. Several chains instantly extended from beneath Bullet's feet and coiled around his wrist, forcibly pulling his punch off course.
Bang! The pressure from his punch skimmed past Lipo's ear, pulverizing a reef rock behind her.
"Thanks!" Lipo rolled as she landed, swiftly adjusting her stance and tightening her grip on her daggers again.
Her breathing