"This is my turn!"
Shane got straight to the point.
Purple Armament Haki gathered around his fists, entirely different from Armament Haki hardening.
This was supreme softness born of supreme hardness, a transformation in human strength after scaling a towering mountain.
He had grown stronger all along the way.
Shane had personally experienced Iron Fist and Black Arm.
He had witnessed Whitebeard's Cloud Cutter and seen Roger's Divine Departure with his own eyes.
From advanced Armament Haki to advanced Conqueror's Haki, Shane had already seen it all clearly.
That was why his violet Haki was even more refined now.
Every beating he had taken, from God Valley to Ohara, then to Mock Town.
And now, the Devil Fog!
Shane had faced several powerful opponents head-on, taking beatings again and again.
He had personally experienced what advanced Armament Haki was.
Only then could he comprehend the violet Haki he had today.
"Honestly, this body of mine is practically ruined and falling apart. I'm lucky I haven't died."
Shane planted his feet, his physique strengthening once more.
His body was like a high-voltage electrical box, strengthened to nearly ten times its previous level.
Since all the energy he had stored before was exhausted, this was his last chance.
Otherwise, he could never have awakened advanced Armament Haki in the face of danger!
"If I'm not mistaken, any power comes at a price when you acquire it!"
Zephyr looked straight at Shane, as though he saw not an opponent, but a child who had just ventured out into the world and grown fists.
"You've been transferring your pain and exhaustion, but actual damage can't be transferred."
"So either you've already healed your body to its limit with Life Return and your Zoan abilities."
"Or you've been stockpiling all the pain you haven't transferred."