That irresistible torrent of Haki gained the upper hand, and the wall of air began inching toward Doflamingo, compressing him.
It seemed that in another moment, he, the figure behind him, and the half of the ship beneath their feet would all be ground to dust beneath that invisible wall.
"Too slow."
A muffled murmur came from beside him.
The armored figure had lost patience. Relying on his armor to withstand the aftershocks of the clashing Haki, he strode closer from the side.
Beneath his visor, two points of ghostly blue light suddenly flared.
"Look into my eyes!"
I mustn't look-
Doflamingo gritted his teeth and forcibly turned his face aside.
But that was only a stopgap.
The armored knight promptly raised his heavy two-handed sword high.
Ordinarily, he would not have spared such an attack a second glance.
But now, it became the final weight that tipped the balance.
I can't dodge-
At that critical instant, Rossi's eyes, already clouded with the gray of death, suddenly lit up again.
It was no ordinary light, but a blazing flame that would never yield, even in the face of certain doom and annihilation.
He was not a bloodthirsty man.
Whenever possible, he would avoid taking a life.
But this world never left room for kindness.
If you did not move forward, you would be crushed.
Even in the future battles fought by that famous Straw Hat crew, how many of those sent flying could land safely?
The lives Rossi had ended and the wounds he had inflicted were already beyond counting.
Now, every bit of pain he had inflicted on others was being visited upon his own soul.
And yet-
So what?
Within the domain of judgment constructed by the Revive-Revive Fruit, Rossi stood with his sword in hand.
*Hollow excuses