"Fuck, that hurt like hell!"
Shane was truly speechless. If he hadn't been so hard to kill, he would have been beaten to death long ago.
Admirals generally lacked the added help of Conqueror's Haki.
But among the old guard, Sengoku and Garp happened to have it.
They were far too hard to deal with.
If he had encountered Kizaru in his prime instead.
Shane could have fully transformed into his Rumble-Rumble Fruit's elemental form.
If he couldn't win, he could run. If he couldn't match the speed of light, he could try bouncing himself away.
"As long as the pain doesn't kill you. I'm enjoying the thrill of battle! Wororororo!"
Kaido's delighted laughter rang out. It was a miracle he hadn't been beaten to death.
Without the vitality and defense his Azure Dragon Form provided, someone so fond of fighting would have died eight hundred times over.
"You're right, but won't you die if you keep spitting blood like that?"
Shane was helpless too. Kaido really was stubborn. He was clearly hurting from the beating, yet he refused to admit even that.
"You're the same as when we first met, except you run your mouth a little more."
Kaido wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and joined forces with Shane to attack again.
Why did people change?
Perhaps their personalities influenced each other, and they had experienced too much of the world.
The two could hardly be called kindred spirits, but they had shared hardship.
Kaido was also wondering what grounds he should give for saying goodbye if the day truly came for him to leave.
Should he leave without a word, as he had with Linlin?
From a newcomer with nothing to having a Pirate Crew of his own.
Their coordination kept improving. He felt