What he witnessed at that moment was precisely that power's unique method of release.
The two giants' warhammer and axe blade stopped in midair at the same time.
The sight of a human catching their combined attack with one hand made both warriors' pupils contract slightly, a rare solemnity appearing on their rugged faces.
Giants always thought in straightforward terms-anyone who could withstand their combined assault head-on deserved the highest respect, regardless of size.
"A mighty human,"
the giant on the left said gravely, muscles rippling like mountains beneath his bronze skin, "but this passage permits no-"
"For the oath we swore to our leaders, we will hold this place for a hundred years!"
The giant on the right finished, his booming voice shaking dust from the stone steps.
"Who said we wanted to go through?"
The question caught the giants' battle cries in their throats.
They stood frozen with their weapons raised, unsure whether to keep attacking or draw back.
"Stop!"
A figure in a black suit came hurtling through the air from behind, his soles scraping against the atmosphere with a piercing shriek.
When the Cipher Pol No. 9 agents recognized the person standing before the giants, the blood instantly drained from their faces.
"Rossi..."
"Why are you here?"
"Oh, you're that... pink-haired one."
Rossi pointed a finger in her direction but could not recall her name.
His impression of this female agent came more from the young man in the future who liked using Iron Body to perform belly-slitting tricks and could manipulate his hair while performing theatrical songs-her son.
"Kumadori Yamambako."
The female agent introduced herself and instinctively stepped back half a pace, her gaze sweeping over Doflamingo as he jumped down from the narrow ship's deck behind Rossi.
Her clenched knuckles whitened from the force