Their awakened Zoan abilities left them with human forms, but only the murky eyes of beasts remained.
"Trying to run?"
A roar erupted from the cages. "If you won't let me out, you're not leaving either!"
The prisoners on the third level stared at the defensive line ahead.
To them, Shiryu, Hannyabal, and those two monsters were all insurmountable obstacles.
Perhaps chaos could create an opening-
The old man moved first.
His figure was as light as a dead leaf. The instant his palm touched the zebra-man's abdomen, that enormous torso blasted backward.
After a dull crash against the stone wall, rings of cutting marks bloomed from the point of impact. The entire wall seemed to have been ground by an invisible circular saw, layers of rock peeling away.
A ring of blood burst from the zebra-man's abdomen, as though a transparent circular blade had shredded his entire body.
Without the thick hide of a Zoan to hold him together, that blow alone would have cut him to pieces.
Delivering a Tempest Kick-like slash with a palm strike-interesting indeed.
Tani's fist, wrapped in a bone-chilling current, collided head-on with the enormous spiked club.
The cow-like, hulking body flew backward along with his weapon, frost spreading rapidly along his limbs like a living thing.
By the time his back struck the rock wall, he had become a frozen ice sculpture.
Even awakened Zoan powers could only fall silent before absolute cold.
A hundred-meter-long golden arc rapidly expanded in Xiliu's eyes.
The light swept past, and the Chief Warden shot backward with the slash, crashing into the stone wall.
But unlike his two colleagues, who had completely lost the ability to fight back, Xiliu had mostly used the force to retreat, trying to put some distance between them.
"You're not getting away-"