Rossi, you're the only family I have left...
But ever since he swallowed the "Calm-Calm Fruit"
, his brother had changed.
Though he still clung to those "naive"
ideas, he had become "brave"
, had become "fearless."
The little brother who once could only cower and cry before enemies now thrust out blades and guns without hesitation; the little brother he had always sheltered behind him now charged to the front, time and again.
No, this wasn't right.
I should be the one in front.
I'll protect you, just like before-
In a flash, offense and defense reversed!
Facing the Five Color Strings sweeping toward his chest, his legs bound and his hands restrained, Rossi suddenly drew a deep breath.
Then he opened his mouth and unleashed a deafening roar.
"ROAR!!!!-"
His lungs contracted to their limit, compressing the air into an almost liquid fluid before it exploded outward.
Visible ripples spread in successive waves, carrying a dull boom as they slammed into the figure opposite him.
Slash-
Five sharp streaks of light cut into his chest, sending jets of blood upward.
Almost simultaneously, blood burst from Doflamingo's ears, nostrils, and the corners of his mouth as the sound wave struck him head-on, hurling him backward.
"Doffy!"
"Rossi!"
The spectators at the sidelines were about to rush forward when the blond figure flipped upright.
He wiped the blood from his face, drew the Flintlock Pistol at his waist, and charged back with a bellow.
"It's not over yet!"
Across from him, the muscles in Rossi's limbs suddenly tightened, snapping the white strings binding him.
Ignoring the wound still pouring blood from his chest, he drew his weapon with a backhand motion and strode through the bloody mist to meet him.
"Just what I wanted!"
"This is bad-"
Both had lost