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There was no warning, no trajectory-the fleet Akainu had brought was sliced apart in the same instant, the sound of metal breaking reaching them half a beat after the sight.
Decks, gun emplacements, and masts separated cleanly, tilted, and plunged into the sea, as though gnawed apart by the sharp teeth of an invisible beast.
Scalding fury exploded in Akainu's chest.
Before he even spoke, his right arm had turned into a torrent of magma and blasted forward.
That was no fist. It was the instantaneous eruption of a miniature volcano.
The blazing mass hurtled straight toward the figure in the air, carrying waves of heat that warped the air.
But the target vanished.
No, he had not vanished-an instant before the magma reached him, Doflamingo shifted half a body's width sideways in a movement that almost defied inertia.
The hot wind lifted the hem of his Pink Coat, but he did not even turn his gaze.
"You won't-get away!"
Akainu jerked his arm back.
The magma he had unleashed abruptly took shape in midair, swelling and stretching into an enormous beast of molten rock.
Dark gold bubbles churned inside its gaping maw. Its fangs were volcanic rock, solidifying even as they flowed, as it lunged to bite Doflamingo.
"Dog Bite... Crimson Lotus!"
A low chuckle came from above.
Doflamingo spread his fingers. Countless transparent threads condensed out of thin air, twisting and intertwining into a long whip coated in a jet-black sheen.
With a flick of his wrist, the whip tore through the air, trailing a string of white sonic booms as it lashed toward the giant magma hound like the tail of a black dragon come to life.
"An animal should stay down."
The instant the black whip struck the magma, what erupted was not sound, but