Being stationed behind enemy lines, we remained idle around the rocky terrain surrounding the Rainbase. The next step would be the next strategy and how it will be applied. Hina who'd tallied the officers that stuck around with some remaining pacifista's returned informing me of the numbers and then it came to the strategy of how our siege would play out.
[Rear Admiral Hina] "Hina report. Four Pacifistas. Rough estimate of our troops are 600 soldiers, 50 Lieutenants, 20 Commanders, and 10 Captains. And of course, you and I."- said the Rear Admiral, her eyes over the troops behind her
Hina's finger traced the map, indicating the strategic placement of their troops, strategically hidden behind the rocks, shielded from Rainbase's immediate view. As she emphasized her words, she subtly conveyed the significance of their roles in the upcoming siege. Despite their pivotal positions, Hina acknowledged the challenge ahead – breaking through the Vampirates' home turf required both skill and numerical superiority. The pink-haired tactician pointed at Rainbase on the map, cautioning Link to anticipate the unexpected and prepare for a heavily fortified city.
[Rear Admiral Hina]"Hina sure. The Vampirates do not have the manpower to rival our numbers. They'll use surreptitious means to fight back. We'd best be careful."- assured Hina, her eyes the horizon
[Rear Admiral Hina]"How do we proceed? Hina ready."- asked Hina, prepared to move out
Hina's gaze turned to Vice-Admiral Link, anticipating his command. A Rear Admiral handed Link a unique den den mushi, equipped with a telescope in the middle of the conch. As Link peered over the horizon, several critical observations came to light. Manned cannons strategically overlooked Rainbase, especially the stairs leading to the city. Surprisingly, the stairs appeared unguarded. Moreover, smoke billowed from four locations within the city, accompanied by occasional flashes of cannonfire. Signs of internal strife?
The numbers would be revealed of just how many officers stuck around with their ranks and how many Pacifista's still remained unscathed. Listening to the numbers and ranks, I believed that there was enough manpower to lay siege on the Rainbase and then progress further.
I'd take another glance at the map and then note that there were four different pathways into the town, then trace my finger taking note of the four entrances then turn to Hina.
[Link]: " See here we have four different entrances where we can advance our bearings. I'll advance my bearings for a face-off, as you could split up taking a certain handful of the soldiers and a pacifista's advancing by the rear. I'll use myself as bait, and have them all target me so you can then flank them by infiltrating before we lay siege to the Rainbase. "
Hina would then hand me a unique den den mushi that was equipped with a telescope in the middle. I'd then grab hold of the unique den den mushi then peer through it noting the cannons that overlooked the rainbase, though for some reason the staircase leading into the city was unguarded. Flashes of cannon fire would spark here and there with billows of smoke protruding from the four entrances to Rainbase, if anything it appeared as if someone beat us to the punch.
[Link]: " Seems like we were beaten to the punch or the Vampirates that are there are low on numbers. Let's move now whilst we hold the element of surprise. "
Then tossing the Den Den back into the palm of Hina then hunched forward as i made my way towards the entrance that was directly before the rainbase. I'd peer around at the direction of the cannons that overlooked the entrance noting they were still unmanned as i took my chance to walk up the stairs to the entrance of the Rainbase.
"Thank you for telling us about how far away the castle is, your Highness."
Yasashí politely responded, making no mention of his wonderment on what grounds one would oppose the Ryugu Kingdom, especially as their rank as princes indicates it is not the inherent classism of a royal family ruling over lowborn subjects.
"Okay, good luck on your endeavours, then."
Just then, from Prince Ohm's trident burst... an egg that hatched a storm? Is this what all fishmen were capable of? What a miraculous species.
What a stark stormcloud. Yasashí could feel the air pressure cracking in the tunnel. Was the cloud sucking in groundwater? He remembered a particularly nasty storm that had felt like the heavens had split, and all the blue water that made up the sky had fallen down to earth. And with a noise as if the fabric of the cloud had ripped apart, all the moisture in the tunnel precipitated in a huge deluge.
And even more bizzarely, the two princes picked up the water from the air, manhandled it and pushed it into filling the tunnel, creating a rapid underwater river.
Yasashí sucked in a sharp breath. He had learned to swim in the white rapids of Zunesha's downspouts, spend a whole year of his childhood surviving only on fish he had caught while diving, and his, albeit wounded, lungs were those of a trained flautist. He was sure he could survive underwater for a while. He had heard that Koala regularly trained with the fishman Hack, so he could presume for now that she could manage as well. But his other companion Inazuma had eaten a devil fruit. They were going to drown if nobody helped them.
He waited until the rude Princes of Atlantia had passed him in the heart of the current and pulled out the climate takt he had been given by the Revo's when he had mentioned his affinity for predicting the weather. There was no way this torrent of water could last for long, but he needed to create a temporary air bubble to protect Inazuma. He blew air into two of the three poles of his navigational instrument, attached them together and threw it towards the deputy Commander. Once it would hit the floor, the temperature gradient between the two poles would cause a burst of wind, hopefully dispersing the water around the devil fruit user long enough for them to survive until the flood receded.
-Cyclone Tempo (サイクロン テンポ Saikuron Tenpo?): The user puts the "Heat Pole" and "Cool Pole" together like an X on the top of the "Electric Pole". They swing it like a bat, and the X detaches from the "Electric Pole" spinning towards their opponent. When the X hits, the hot and cold airs collide and create a massive wind that blows her opponent away. The X will return to the user like a boomerang.(40 Mastery) Costs 8 Weather Balls. DPR: C
[Chimera] "Next time, I won't be there to stop it."- the Braveheart said, turning his back on the wounded Onigumo
The battlefield echoed with the primal roar of an Awakened Zoan, signaling the takeover of Onigumo's host. The aura, taking tangible form, spread across the battleground with a haunting purple hue, causing the very ground to crack. The sheer killing intent emanating from him was palpable, as Onigumo transcended human limits and entered the realm of the rare and formidable: the Awakened state. Despite the undeniable power this transformation granted him, it was apparent that the process wasn't perfected, hinting at Onigumo's struggle to maintain control. The clash of auras with Leo's Conqueror's Haki created an intense and terrible spectacle on the battlefield.
The clash of powerful auras created a disruptive force, causing dozens of onlookers from both the Vampirate and Marine factions to pass out. The competing energies formed a sphere of influence that pushed everyone away, leaving only Leo and Onigumo in the isolated arena they had inadvertently created. Amidst the chaos, a den den mushi on Onigumo's belt rang, and a familiar voice broke through the tumult. However, with the cacophony of battle and the primal roar echoing, Leo struggled to pinpoint the exact identity of the voice.
Without warning, Onigumo vanished from his position, launching a terrible assault.
[Onigumo] "ROOOOARRRR!!!! POWER UNLEASHED!"- roared Onigumo, his mind still there somewhere
Onigumo's Awakened form unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks, disappearing and reappearing around Leo with astonishing speed, one even faster than light speed (121+). Utilizing the Kamisori technique, Onigumo seamlessly moved, delivering a succession of devastating blows. Each reappearance marked the execution of a Shigan-powered poisoned sword trust that delivered a small Rokuyougan, accompanied by the launch of a human-sized web, creating a whirlwind of attacks from all sides. An onlooker would only see flashes of light around Leo. The flashes of light gave the impression that Leo was surrounded, facing an onslaught of overwhelming power.
Onigumo's Awakened state had removed the limitations of exhaustion, allowing him to execute two dozen consecutive attacks without pause at light speed. The power behind each strike was fueled by intense Haki, potent poison, and unyielding silk. The result was a series of impacts that, even one alone, could incapacitate even Yonko commanders. Leo faced two dozen. The silk left behind formed a cocoon around Leo, a snare.
Leo found himself engaged in a struggle to deflect, evade, or counter each attack, realizing that even breaking through one assault wouldn't deter Onigumo. The Awakened Zoan had indeed transcended his limits, presenting Leo with an unparalleled challenge.
Onigumo's primal roar screamed, as did Leo's mighty Hao-shoku no Haki, the two clashes of spirit creating a massive sphere of influence within which almost all passed out, and those that didn't, were left with incredible fear or inspiration within their hearts. Truly, this was one of those fights that could serve as a pinnacle point within a larger scale war. Cutting through the sphere of influence was a voice coming from a Den Den Mushi on Onigumo's body, though Leo could not quite identify or relate the voice to a specific person. Perhaps he knew the person, perhaps he did not - but within this chaotic sphere of raging powers, it was hard to tell from a distance. Onigumo, unleashing his Awakened might, disappeared from his location. Leo, whose reaction speed was truly able to keep up with the speed of light, would be able to keep track of Onigumo's movements, though they were a blur. Truly astonishing speed, even Admiral Kizaru would acknowledge it. Leo would not be able to deal with an onslaught of attacks at this speed, so his counter had to be simpler. Leo's right leg roared with black Busou-shoku no Haki and resonated with Hasshouken vibrations. He unleashed a roundhouse kick as the first of Onigumo's attacks came.
The first kick and spin led to the second, which led to the third, followed by the fourth. And so they continued. Rampaging tornadoes of cutting winds, the pinnacle of Rankyaku, clad with Hasshouken vibrations and Busou-shoku no Haki. Every time a tornado was bogged and died down, a new one was kicked up, the storm continuing, colliding and combating the never ending onslaught unleashed by the primal Onigumo. However, by the time Onigumo's last attack came, and the last tornado was bogged down and died down, the success of Onigumo's onslaught became evident. Every time the two had clashed, more and more webs were spun around by the tornados, casting all about. By the time the final clash concluded, Leo was seen on his left knee, bogged down in webs, with only his right arm still outside of the webs. Glaring at Onigumo, Leo spoke.
Alaburna - City Center @Sea
The city lay abandoned after the Vampirates hastily departed, heading towards Rainbase to defend a crucial path leading to the Bridge. This Bridge connected to the execution platform and Germa Castle, where the prisoners faced their impending doom. The Marines' strategic shift to Rainbase had rendered Alabarna less significant in the ongoing war, prompting Pell the Guardian to seize the opportunity and establish a resistance stronghold in the kingdom's capital, where it all began.
Despite these developments, one loose end remained—the enigmatic Akira, positioned as a wildcard within Alabasta. Uncertainty surrounded his allegiance as his words cut through the air like deliberate thrusts. The falcon's brow raised in surprise at the young man's initial speech but sighed as he concluded. Unfazed, Pell stood proudly, ready to address the warrior.
[Pell] "The Vampirates are on a fool's errand. This war will cost them more than they'll know. Germa Kingdom will be a graveyard. Our resistance will seize the opportunity."- the Guardian of Alabasta declared
Pell conveyed the challenging reality facing the Vampirates in their confrontation with the World Government. He emphasized that facing this formidable adversary head-on wasn't a viable strategy, as the Revolutionary Army itself hadn't succeeded in breaking their hold over the world for centuries. Gambit Morrow's audacious move to directly challenge the Twelve Kings had brought unprecedented consequences, with the looming threat of even more formidable adversaries yet to reveal themselves. Alubarna's significance dwindled in comparison to the impending cataclysm they faced.
The Guardian's penetrating gaze shifted towards Akira, radiating a spirit that resonated with untamed determination. This aura lifted the morale of the surrounding royal soldiers, rallying them for the challenges ahead.
[Pell] "Have you ever stood against a superior enemy for something you love? Did you lay down your sword and cower?"- asked Pell, voice rising with passion
[Pell] "Our people have survived for 4,000 years because of one single truth: we love our land. Our hearts beat as one. No pirate can change our conviction!"- bellowed Pell, drawing a rythmitic battle cry from the royal soldiers
Akira received an unequivocal response. The Royal Kingdom of Alabasta would not yield.
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Sovereign War #17
(Dressrosa / Gambit's Group)
Entrance to Colosseum @Kaka
The enraged Vice-Admiral, consumed by hatred, entered a phase of awakening from which he might not return. The Spider King unleashed a relentless assault on his fellow Marine, delivering earth-shattering blows in rapid succession. The onslaught was relentless, a barrage that only one with awakened stamina could endure. The attacks clashed with tornadoes, creating a battlefield where the air itself seemed to be at war. In response, Leo countered with webs, creating a complex dance of attacks and defenses. The battlefield hung in suspense as Onigumo appeared in the air a few meters from Leo.
Suddenly, the web tightened, pulled by one of Onigumo's tendrils. It wrapped around Leo like a cocoon, utilizing its sticky strength in an attempt to immobilize him. One of Onigumo's tendril elongated, intent on seizing Leo's hand that peeked from the web. The would be no obstacles to his revenge.
As the smoke from their intense clash cleared, the darkness was replaced by a violet, hateful aura emanating from Onigumo's cupped hands. The ominous glow signaled a power born out of deep-seated malice.
[Onigumo] "I"LL SMASH YOU TO PIECES!!!!"- the rage-filled voice of the monster bellowed
A pillar of shockwave surged forth, a manifestation of Rokushiki, poison, swordsmanship, haki, awakened aura, and undying hatred. All these elements converged into a dark purple shockwave, an embodiment of Onigumo's furious malice, released to engulf Leo. This was Onigumo's ultimate attack, the Z attack, where the awakened monster poured every ounce of his power into a single devastating strike. Succumbing to his emotions and animal, he unleashed the full force of his wrath upon the battlefield.
As the camera zoomed in on Onigumo's eyes, the once-pupil eyes were now consumed by blackness. The black smoke thickened around Onigumo, nearly obscuring him entirely. The peril of awakening a Zoan when unprepared was the risk of losing oneself completely, consumed by the inner animal.
Onigumo was being swallowed whole by the unleashed power of the Zoan.
14. Planet Level
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Sovereign War #17
(Alabasta / Ichimonji's Group)
Rainbase City@Dream
With great display comes great responsibility. The Marines' offensive in Alabasta now rested in Link's worn hands. Heading eastward, Rainbase loomed as a formidable barrier on the bridge, promising a formidable battle distinct from the plaza clash. This was not just a skirmish; it was a full-fledged war, and Link assumed the role of Commander. The sands of the desert awaited, hungry for the impending bloodshed.
Acknowledging the den den mushi, Hina led her troops and Pacifistas to the rear, guiding the army through the rocky terrain surrounding Rainbase. As Link moved northward alone, he embraced the role of bait, the desolate desert echoing his war cry.
A trap sprung.
[Voice] “I shall not allow another Pirate nor Marine step one more foot in the Kingdom of Alabasta.”- a voice echoed through the sandstorm that descended upon the Vice-Admiral
On the third step of the wide staircase leading to Rainbase, Link encountered a treacherous turn of events. A dense sandstorm enveloped him from all directions, a force of nature seemingly under control. The sands didn't harm Link physically but targeted his vision, reducing visibility to zero. Attempts to disperse it proved futile, the sandstorm persisting with a mix of sands, smoke, hail, and fog.
Another distraction unfolded as voices of panic echoed through Link's den den mushi, signaling the potential downfall of the South offensive. Traps had ensnared both fronts, adding to the complexity of the situation.
[Marine Voice] “Ahhhh! Help! Head for the walls! The sand is swallowing us in!”- a voice echoed through the den den mushi, referring to a doomful sandpit
Amidst the tumult, the sound of cannon fire echoed, each explosion aimed at engulfing Link, further contributing to the billowing chaos. The feeling of unseen eyes added an eerie layer to the unfolding predicament.
The echoing voice cut through the sandstorm, resonating from all directions. A chilling howl followed, marking the presence of a hidden beast in the sands. With black fur, sharp fangs and claws, pointed ears, and an aura exuding protection swept the staircase.
The myth emerged – Commander General of Alabasta, Chaka "The Jackal."
Akira let loose on his brutal honesty regarding his intentions. Which he expected the people of Alasbasta to react rather negatively to, only to find the answer quite different from what he expects. Instead, the man proudly proclaims that their time has come to seize the opportunity and to secede from the ‘alliance’, though well secede wouldn’t really fit the context of what truly happened. But regardless, their love for their land has demanded them to do what’s right for them, and their conviction would not falter. Pell asked if Akira ever stood against an enemy stronger than himself, for something that he love? Akira did not answer however. But between him and Pell. They have wildly different convictions against their superior. Pell stood for his love for the land, but Akira stood in La Spada not for the love for the village that she razed to the ground. No. It was personal revenge – there is no moral high ground in which Akira stood by in his quest. Akira would not respond, for in a way he does understand those words that Pell spoke of, but only on a superficial level. Memories of his past, including the time he was imprisoned within the brigs of the ships of Spada Pirates to fight for his very own life, turn into a quest for blood of the Grim Reaper re-surfaces.
The cries of the Alabastian men indicates a powerful response of their will and dedication. Akira would not deter from their convictions. Instead, Akira suddenly spoke to Pell once more.
“You can thank me by letting me speak to your leader.”
Akira suddenly asked Pell of his request.
“You don’t have to worry about any assassinations, my original goal is to always weaken the Vampirates, and this has already accomplished something to that end.”
While Akira’s facial expression is hidden by the black bandages around his face, the fact that Akira has speak of his intentions quite clearly this time round should be enough for Pell to make the assumption that Akira has no intentions of lying. By technicality, Akira has never lied to Pell, even though the boy intended the death trap for the city, the reason of telling the Alasbasta people to hide in the castle is ensure they won’t be caught in that very trap. He only didn’t told Pell since he never asked. While Akira does not know much of politics and social manoeuvring, one lesson he learned from the Minks of the Valley of Peace – only a proper conversation can be made if there are only truths.
Akira knew the next step is Rainbase. But at this moment, he cannot go – for his identity as both Kurai and Raven would be quickly exposed. Akira needed something to carry on the new identity as Kurai. The Royal Palace of Alasbasta may hopefully hold something that Akira could use, or even to learn about perhaps regarding La Spada. A country so old may hold stories of the Grim Reaper. Not only that, Akira can take the time to recover, which unlike Muk – will be at a better state in Rainbase.
Raibase City
Since defeating Cletus, it was the first time i was spearheading a battalion and given command and also being the highest-ranked marine officer present. It was a surreal feeling though couldn't save the feeling as the mission was far greater right now to subdue the feeling.
I walked up the stairs the closer i got up to the top it was ominously quiet until my ears twitched at the words that would echo with a sudden sandstorm that dawned all around me.
[Voice] “I shall not allow another Pirate nor Marine step one more foot in the Kingdom of Alabasta.”- a voice echoed through the sandstorm that descended upon the Vice-Admiral
I walked before me cautiously as the sandstorm placed a veil over my vision as i couldn't see anything but darkness with shades of brown and red. It was as if a weird phenomenon that a sudden sandstorm burst to life just as i approached the top of the stairs, not knowing what was before me and if i was walking on thin ground.
[Marine Voice] “Ahhhh! Help! Head for the walls! The sand is swallowing us in!”- a voice echoed through the den den mushi, referring to a doomful sandpit
With me taking a few steps i'd pause on the spot with static rumbles being projected from the den den mushi placed in my pocket, alerted to the sound i looked in the direction of where the sound came from and grabbed my hand over my pocket, and cut the noise off. I already knew a presence such as myself would alert those anyhow but the sound wasn't helping right now as it would wipe the element of surprise.
Despite the sandstorm impairing my vision, i'd close my eyes as i stood still and harnessed my Kenbunshoku Haki with the sandstorm going on instantly activated. Walking carefully before me then thinking of the screams that came from the den den mushi, Rear-Admiral Hina, with her position would be able to utilise Kenbunshoku Haki.
[Link]: " Why don't you show yourself? ... "
Assuming this sudden sandstorm was him, a man that i knew was a user of the suna suna no mi.
This was the first thing that i came to my mind given the circumstances.
Underground Tunnel to the Lord's Castle @Magimasterkarp
The Princes of Atlantia, infamous for their brash demeanor, sought escape through the secret passage known only to them. Before leaving, they conjured a torrential downpour within the cavern to bury the Revos. Before reaching the tunnel's end, they figured the three would try to escape their malicious intent. Using a similar technique, the Mink conjured a cyclone to repel the waters around the devil fruit user, Inazuma. They would find success in this attempt. However...
"Before leaping to the surface, let me try something against these lads. You go ahead.", said Ohm a Navigation expert, only trailing Lord Gambit himself. "Do what you want", Arthur responded, leaving his maleficent brother.
Ohm propelled himself above the receding waters in a graceful leap, before plunging the prongs of his trident into the churning depths below. As the turbulent vortex brewed, Ohm spun his weapon, commanding the elements to conjure a torrent of crackling lightning that surged toward his targets. Whether or not the party would survive this attack depends on their skills to deflect such intent. "Only the strongest must make an audience to the upcoming execution of the captive marines."
In the heat of battle, as the tides of fate swirled around them, Shaarib emerged as the greater menace. With a resolute nod, Larsi, vengeful as he was, pledged his aid as Kidd charged forth to confront the Vice Admiral using his Awakened power of magnetism.
Assigning poles against the two Vice-Admirals, now adjoined, Larsi catapulted with his juttes and chain in tow, swinging them all with all of his might to negate the roots and their trunks forming against him. With a fierce determination, he persisted in his endeavor to bring it crashing down upon Shaarib, from across the divide of Kidd who was now preparing a combination attack to punish both Marine Officers.
With the pirate's boundless imagination and a treasure trove of metal, a colossal railgun takes shape as he takes the air. As he sets the gears in motion, the air crackles with electrifying anticipation. With a resounding boom, an electromagnetic projectile surges forth, hurtling toward his foes with a force that echoes across the battlefield. Black lightning emanates as the attack plummets to the earth, ignoring the scent he was smelling and whatever it could do after the attack was launched. "Silver Hair! Let's finish this!"
Entrance to Colosseum @Kaka
The enraged Vice-Admiral, consumed by hatred, entered a phase of awakening from which he might not return. The Spider King unleashed a relentless assault on his fellow Marine, delivering earth-shattering blows in rapid succession. The onslaught was relentless, a barrage that only one with awakened stamina could endure. The attacks clashed with tornadoes, creating a battlefield where the air itself seemed to be at war. In response, Leo countered with webs, creating a complex dance of attacks and defenses. The battlefield hung in suspense as Onigumo appeared in the air a few meters from Leo.
Suddenly, the web tightened, pulled by one of Onigumo's tendrils. It wrapped around Leo like a cocoon, utilizing its sticky strength in an attempt to immobilize him. One of Onigumo's tendril elongated, intent on seizing Leo's hand that peeked from the web. The would be no obstacles to his revenge.
As the smoke from their intense clash cleared, the darkness was replaced by a violet, hateful aura emanating from Onigumo's cupped hands. The ominous glow signaled a power born out of deep-seated malice.
[Onigumo] "I"LL SMASH YOU TO PIECES!!!!"- the rage-filled voice of the monster bellowed
A pillar of shockwave surged forth, a manifestation of Rokushiki, poison, swordsmanship, haki, awakened aura, and undying hatred. All these elements converged into a dark purple shockwave, an embodiment of Onigumo's furious malice, released to engulf Leo. This was Onigumo's ultimate attack, the Z attack, where the awakened monster poured every ounce of his power into a single devastating strike. Succumbing to his emotions and animal, he unleashed the full force of his wrath upon the battlefield.
As the camera zoomed in on Onigumo's eyes, the once-pupil eyes were now consumed by blackness. The black smoke thickened around Onigumo, nearly obscuring him entirely. The peril of awakening a Zoan when unprepared was the risk of losing oneself completely, consumed by the inner animal.
Onigumo was being swallowed whole by the unleashed power of the Zoan.
Leo's barrage of roundhouse kicks created an army of slashing tornadoes, colliding with Onigumo's incoming attacks. And yet, with every clash that took place, a trap was being set by the Spider King. By the time the clashes ceased, Leo found himself bogged down in webbing, his left knee touching the ground. His right arm, that is, his modified, normal sized Battle Smasher, was still placed outside of the webbing, but that, too, would soon be taken away from Leo - a webbed tendril immobilizing his arm as well. Onigumo appeared in the air in front of Leo, his persona cloaked in a mightily powerful darkness. A violet, hateful, monstrous aura emanated around the awakened Onigumo, who had delved to the very depths of his awakening in order to access power. More power. More rage. The Spider King - a Monster.
As Onigumo appeared in the air a few meters in front of Leo, an enormous amount of Conqueror's Haki suddenly erupted from Leo, the Conqueror's red lightning crackling around him.
Onigumo unleashed his mighty attack, an amalgamation of Rokushiki, poison, swordsmanship, Haki, awakened power, and undying hatred. Leo had an answer. Most of his arm bound, not much of it was needed - nor was movement required of it. The mighty lightning of the Conqueror's Haki amassed, compressed and collapsed onto Leo's fist, which was fired like a rocket, separating at the wrist. Leo's flying fist shot forward, meeting the incoming beam of power, darkness and poison head on. As the clash was about to take place, Leo's flying fist opened, and within it, a stone. A stone brimming with power, bathing in the lightning of the Conqueror.
And then, it happened. A clash that would shake the Sovereign War. A clash so profound, that all who were partaking in the war, would be able to see, no matter where on the island, or around it, they were. A Dyna Stone, unleashed.
The sheer scale of the eruption and the clash would create an ever expanding blast of light that would momentarily blind most everyone on the island. A clash that warranted unrivalled attention. Inside this chaos, Leo would reign supreme. The powerful blast would cast away the webs that bound him, and Leo roared forward, closing the distance between him and Onigumo. In front of Onigumo, Leo hurled his right fist forward, unleashing his mightiest attack. Black Busou-shoku no Haki clad the fist of the Battle Smasher, and the essence and vibrations of Rokuougan and Hasshouken reverberated around Leo's fist. Right upon contact, Leo would reveal it. Unprecedented. A second Dyna Stone.
A massive explosion erupted into Onigumo, reverberating far and wide - able to destroy a city. Power unparalleled. As the sheer chaos settled dozens of seconds later, the battlefield was in tatters. Standing tall in the middle of the destroyed battlefield was one Half Man Half Machine. His body was ravaged, but his mechanical reinforcements reigned supreme.
Supreme Leader of the Neo Navy, Leonard Burns. Was he victorious?
Alaburna - City Center@Sea
The Royal Kingdom of Alabasta stood resolute, refusing to yield. They declared their intent to defend Alubarna as a stronghold of revolution. While Akira's actions inadvertently aided Alabasta, his unsettling words about turning their cherished land into a "death trap" raised concerns. Despite an unspoken divide between him and Pell, the Guardian of Alabasta recognized that the only opportunity to break free from their constraints was amidst the looming war. Akira claimed his mission was to eliminate the Vampirates, and to that end, he requested an audience with King Nefertari Cobra.
After a contemplative pause, Pell delivered his response.
[Pell] "King Cobra is with Landayan Morrow, at the Hall of Sovereign in Germa Castle. Even if you reached him, winning his trust would be difficult."- said Pell, his voice honest and calm
[Pell] "Hmmm. Perhaps... come with me."- finished the Guardian, turning towards the Royal Palace
Recognizing that the King's trust in the young man had been shattered by his ominous words, creating an unspoken barrier between them and Pell, was not a surprising deduction. Nevertheless, the Guardian beckoned Akira to accompany him. They traversed the city's wreckage, past the Royal Arch, ascending the stairs to the palace. Inside, a grand hall awaited, adorned with statues of various animals: the Falcon, the Jackal, and the Beetle. Veering right, they entered another spacious chamber, a banquet hall laden with food for the army. At the hall's end, a small room housed a solitary altar, surrounded by statues of beetles.
With a decisive gesture, Pell removed the protective covering from the altar, unveiling its contents: a distinctive mask and a flowing white cloak.
[Pell] "The third Guardian of Alabasta is the Beetle. If you wear this mask and cloak, King Cobra will recognize it. It'll grant you an audience. The rest is up to you."- said Pell heavily, clearly conflicted by what he was doing
The Beetle. A white cloak, essential for navigating the scorching desert, while a black cloak would be a death sentence. Having asked Pell to trust him and reveal the King, it was now Akira's turn to place his trust in Pell. Unaware of the true significance of the mask and cloak, the young man faced a momentous decision. Before departing, Pell instructed Akira to meet him in the banquet hall after making his choice, where Pell would provide him with a map towards Germa.
[Chaka] “I shall not allow another Pirate nor Marine step one more foot in the Kingdom of Alabasta.”- a voice echoed through the sandstorm that descended upon the Vice-Admiral
No other pirate would set foot in the Kingdom of Alabasta, particularly in Rainbase. The Vice-Admiral's assessment that conflict was already brewing in the city appeared accurate. However, gaining entry into the city was crucial to leverage this advantage. As he approached the city gate, the Gatekeeper halted him. The swirling sandstorm created a visual barrier, obscuring any clear view of the surroundings. Movement within the sand made it nearly impossible to pinpoint a precise location. To further complicate matters, reports from Link's den den mushi detailed the plight of the other vanguard, ensnared in their own natural disaster trap—a treacherous sandpit.
The Vice-Admiral honed his senses, detecting the presence of at least a dozen figures positioned atop the walls encircling the stairs. Amidst the swirling sands, he sensed a rapid-moving figure leaving a distinct trail of aura, frustrating his attempts to pinpoint its exact location. Sensing the encroaching sandstorm, he realized it was manipulated by the elusive figure, aiming to restrict his movements.
As the sandstorm intensified in its efforts to immobilize the Vice-Admiral, chaos erupted.
[Chaka] "NOWWWWWWWWW!!!!"- a voice echoed through the sands, momentarily giving out his location
Immediately after the shout, massive explosions detonated beneath Link, triggered by carefully placed mines intended to thwart intruders. Simultaneously, from above and still concealed within the swirling sand, the mysterious figure materialized, wielding a sword in a swift downward strike. A colossal wind blade descended, slicing through the explosions. Upon impact, it fragmented into numerous smaller air blades, aiming to tear through the Marine.
As the sandstorm began to dissipate, Chaka the Jackal emerged, wielding a cursed sword enveloped in swirling sand.
Akira requested an audience with the King, a request that should be somewhat impossible by the context of Akira and Pell’s interaction so far. Very little reason to actually agree to that despite his brutal honesty in turning the city into a death trap, and the words of a pirate’s gentlemen agreement of not going to assassinate the King. Such request even perhaps surprised Pell that he would take a while to think, to contemplate on his decision. But even so, Pell agreed – which perhaps to his surprise that his response actually shocked Akira a little. Though Pell’s response reveals the King’s location to be elsewhere, with the leader of the Vampirates. Something that would be quite impossible to reach without a huge risk of death even for someone like him.
However, Pell instead beckons him to follow him, giving a tone of hope. Unlike his Raid Suit, the boy’s facial expression while partially covered by the bandages, his eyes however betray him momentarily, where an observant person could notice the eyes widen very a mere moment. Who knows what Akira’s expectation of what happens if things didn’t go well. But that’s a story for another time. Akira did not hesitate, instead nodding as he followed right behind Pell. After all, he figured one way or another the Palace may hold something useful to him going forward.
Whether he would win the King’s trust, Akira understood that one should never really trust the words of a pirate, especially someone in Spada Pirates and thus understands the implication. Even someone like Feltyrosa, perhaps the most normal amongst them – you probably shouldn’t trust too much on from an outside perspective.
It would take a long while, but eventually Akira managed to reach the grand halls of the royal palace where everything of grandiose could be seen from every inch of the corners of the palace itself. A shocking experience to say the least. Akira is somewhat of a person born in quite a humble beginning, he has never seen actual royalty of this level. The closest he ever gotten is castle over a smaller town which could not even compare. Akira quickly observe his surroundings, noting statues of various animals. A falcon, a Jackal and a beetle. As they continue to walk past corridors and chambers, from a banquet hall with full of food supplies to a small room with beetle statues. Here Pell finally removed a covering from altar of sorts, revealing a long flowing white robe and a mask, quite an incredible design with a gold ornament design.
Here Pell revealed the third guardian, the beetle – making Akira understood the implication of the statues. A falcon that most likely represented Pell, a jackal which probably represented a different guardian elsewhere. Pell made note of wearing this meant that King Cobra himself would recognize it and thus speak to him. Yet, Akira has a hunch that King Cobra would immediately be suspicious of it, a third guardian that wasn’t wearing those clothes may have meant a vacant position, but all these is just a thought and more than likely an incorrect assumption. This time Akira took a pause, before eventually speak.
“I see. That’s how I would be able get to him without arousing too much suspicion.”
Akira did not sound his suspicion. For there’s not much point in it. Similar to Pell, Akira placed his trust on him. Pell at least in Akira’s mind seem to trust his words, thus at least demanded that he return something similar. Perhaps there are more to it, but given Akira did to Pell, he wouldn’t fault the guardian. Taking both the mask and the robe, Akira requested Pell to direct him to a barrack of sorts where he could change into. And if allowed to, Akira would head towards the destination to change. Before that, Pell also asked Akira to meet once more in the banquet hall before departing which Akira would agree to. It would take quite a while for the young boy to change, but truthfully - the boy in reality was processing everything as he took the time to change.
Before long… Pell and those around him would eventually find the Beetle stepping into the banquet hall.
Adorned in almost full white robes, with several parts of clothing through with a mixture of white and black, most likely the black parts of his attire from his Assassin clothing, the rest – white boots and trousers, perhaps taken from the Alabasta barracks, with the boots sporting some strange cuts. Within the long cloak, Akira’s black clothing is hidden well. His sleeves sides are actually cut in straight lines on both sides following a mirror cut on the side of his clothing. For Akira to play the part of the Guardian, he cannot actually utilize his Zoan form outside of his true hybrid form, which have to be further hidden with life return. This is even further seen with Twilight’s Edge, wrapped in black bandage as Akira picked up a different second sword, also taken from the barracks. Akira’s Zoan Form is quite known thanks to his bounty after all. The mask hidden the cloaked figure’s face would approach Pell.
With a map to Germa given, Akira suddenly spoke to Pell once more.
“It would be difficult to get to the King. Vampirates may notice me if they try to get a sense of me. However, if you still trust me at all…”
“I will do what I can to bring King Cobra back to Aluburna safely.”
Akira spoke with strong conviction, and before he would depart on foot towards the Germa Kingdom, Akira spoke one last time towards Pell.
“That’s what I can do for your people as the ‘Guardian of Alabasta’. However, the fight has to evolve past Alabasta, where the Marines here have to fight closer towards Germa Kingdom to bring enough chaos to divide their attention. If you still have men in Rainbase they should retreat back here and let the Marines through.”
With that, Akira left the Royal Palace and eventually Alubarna, not as Akira himself, not even as Kurai - but this time, Akira has decided that the best course of action going forward, is to help the people of Alabasta - and that is to be the 'Beetle'.
Entrance to Colosseum @Kaka
Onigumo found himself engulfed by the unleashed power of the Zoan. Succumbing to his emotions, the Spider King felt himself being devoured from within. Death loomed ominously, the specter of his own annihilation drawing near. The black smoke nearly obscured the Marine as a shockwave erupted from his hands, a display of power unprecedented in the annals of Sovereign War.
Yet, the Supreme Leader would not yield to hatred.
Onigumo's eyes widened as the Dyna Stone pulsated ominously. In that moment, time seemed to freeze. Within the swirling energy, he beheld the visage of one of his mentors, the face of Zephyr. The indomitable will of Zephyr surged forth, manifesting in a cataclysmic onslaught that rivaled even Onigumo's deepest wells of hatred. As the dust settled in the aftermath, Onigumo hung suspended in the air, stunned by the sheer magnitude of the devastation. Onigumo's shock deepened as Leo materialized within arm's reach, accompanied by the apparition of Zephyr's second visage. The earth bore witness.
The explosion illuminated the daytime sky, an attack that would be etched into the annals of warfare, consuming Onigumo in its fury. As the camera zoomed in on the rubble and smoke-filled aftermath, a startling sight emerged: Onigumo, though battered and broken, was still alive. His survival raised questions about his endurance in the face of such devastation.
[Onigumo] "ARRRRGHHHHH!!! GRAHHHHHH!!!!- Onigumo struggled as he was blasted against a small mountain, writhing on the rubble as the black clouds took over
Writhing on the ground like a demon unleashed, Onigumo teetered on the brink of being consumed entirely by the power of his Zoan form. The black clouds enveloped him completely, leaving only his glowing purple eyes visible amidst the darkness. It was a testament to the overwhelming force of his own hatred, threatening to erase the very essence of the Marine within him.
As the Supreme Leader of the Neo Navy moved closer to the scene, a familiar presence materialized beside the struggling Vice-Admiral. With purposeful intent, the figure knelt beside Onigumo and began attaching something to his body. Each action was deliberate, the heavy footsteps of the figure echoing through the tense silence with dramatic flair.
The figure emerged from the smoke, carrying a burden with every step. The meeting was undeniably fate, for the conflict was ignited with one singular objective: to rescue the "G".
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[OCC: This is a fresh Ichi IC gimmick! Kaka, the eternal sacrificial guinea pig, is at it again. I'm entrusting Kaka (the player) with the decision of who manifests. In your next post, Kaka, role-play a reaction to one of the individuals listed below, and that will determine who appeared.]
Enter the Contemporaries. Emerging from the smoke was a muscular, bipedal dalmatian-human hybrid with a long tail. The figure's torso and neck also seem to remain human. The figure bore a standard marine cap and a stubble on his chin. Like all other vice admirals and other high ranking officers, he wore a double breasted suit, dress shirt, and a tie, with a Marine jacket draped loosely over his shoulders like a cape.
A dear friend to Onigumo and a staunch supporter of Leo's ideals, Dalmatian found himself in a delicate position. History repeated itself. Yet now, everything was different. While he stood firmly by Leo's side, the situation demanded caution. Though Leo's influence was strong, openly opposing a Vice-Admiral could jeopardize his position in the Marines, especially as Leo was still regarded as an Instructor within the Marines. Dalmatian knew he needed to navigate this situation carefully, serving as a bridge between Leo's convictions and the complexities of their current circumstances.
Enter the Contemporaries. Emerging from the smoke, an incredibly tall, relatively, slim man appeared. The famous man had moderate wrinkes on his face, short curly black hair, and curly black hair. The figure wore a yellow striped suit with a Marine coat draped over his shoulders, pure white shoes, and gold-amber tinted sunglasses. Gold to trace his terrible power.
A member of the Three Great Powers, this man had previously crossed paths with Leo on Egghead Island, where Leo's actions had resulted in significant losses during a failed mission to assassinate Vegapunk. The tension between these foes was palpable on the battlefield, their encounters seemingly dictated by fate. Leo's betrayal of the Marines was evident, putting Onigumo's life at risk in the process.
The leader of the Contemporaries emerged from the billowing smoke, his imposing figure resembling that of a bison with his muscular frame. Scars crisscrossed his body, a testament to his extensive experience. His left eye was white, adding to his intimidating presence. A mane of white hair cascaded from his beard to his broad shoulders, giving him a regal appearance. He wore white shorts speckled with gold, matching his shirt, while a dark blue Admiral-style coat completed his ensemble. This legendary figure was responsible for championing Absolute Justice and had mentored Onigumo.
[Chimera] “Well, then. I presume 10 days was enough to snuff ‘G’ out. Which one of you is it? Or will I have to kill you all to make sure the traitor is dead?”
The last encounter between the two Marines occurred in Pangea, where the Avatism had eluded Chimera's grasp. Chimera had cultivated Onigumo's hatred, driving him to the edge in pursuit of Absolute Justice. However, the Spider King had been unable to rectify Chimera's error in letting the Contemporaries leave the ship. Now, facing each other once more, their past mistakes loomed large, casting a palpable tension over the battlefield, in the backdrop his of his mentees' dwindling life. Leo's betrayal of the Marines was undeniable.
I never thought I'd run into him again, but he was a cerebral fellow. My initial thought was it had to be him, as in my first journey as a member of the Silver Hair's we'd run into none other than him and then learned of him after his defeat from the former vice-captain. With the sandstorm still twirling around a voice echoed coming down to me as it came down somewhat menacingly.
[Chaka] “I shall not allow another Pirate nor Marine step one more foot in the Kingdom of Alabasta.”- a voice echoed through the sandstorm that descended upon the Vice-Admiral
Instead of responding to the statement, remaining mute i just bided my time knowing one way or another the sandstorm would subside as it was nothing but a ploy to divert my focus but on what and by who was still a question in my mind. Though with the many things going on since arriving on this makeshift island, i could persist on the thought.
However, something did brew from those statements that did irk me, from my earlier heyday of Silver Hairs to the Devil Pirates my infamy grew, and upon appearing stranded i was manipulated to join them. Wearing their insignia on my back as of this moment, though the irk came from what happened after the events of Delta Island at the Pirate Festival. My irked annoyance was showcased by tightening my fist thus losing focus on what was to come next.
[Chaka] "NOWWWWWWWWW!!!!"- a voice echoed through the sands, momentarily giving out his location
Immediately after the shout, massive explosions detonated beneath Link, triggered by carefully placed mines intended to thwart intruders. Simultaneously, from above and still concealed within the swirling sand, the mysterious figure materialized, wielding a sword in a swift downward strike. A colossal wind blade descended, slicing through the explosions. Upon impact, it fragmented into numerous smaller air blades, aiming to tear through the Marine.
Hearing the flickers from underneath out of instinct of my Kenbonshoku Haki activated itself, my eyes widened immediately forming an "X" with my arms and mumbling a few words as my muscles within throbbed as my eyes closed themselves as rumblings echoed underground detonating before me.
[Link]: " Tekkai "
The explosives detonated me in the direction of what was to come next, my eyes re-opened looking before me revealing some of my clothing charred away.
My eyes popped wide open again as my aura began resonating a pulse sensing what was coming next as the intent was arriving from above. Immediately drew my sword and then swung my arm as it formed an air pressurised air projectile that formed a circular swirl creating a mild explosion that blasted air pressure in all directions. Though the attack had a hue that would be resonated with my aura that traversed itself into the air projectile.
Explosives = Island Level DPR
Link Dura = 101 = City Level
Basic Tekkai: Requirements: 11 Mastery, 21 Durability.
The user hardens their body, increasing Durability by Mastery/5.
81-100 mastery: Using tekkai while moving has a 1 turn cooldown. Standing still tekkai has no cooldown.
The user has increased reaction speed (Mastery x 0.1) within (Mastery x 0.4) meters of themselves when CoO is activated.
100 x 0.1 within 100 x 0.4 = 100 + 10 = 110 within 4 meters
Chaka Attack DPR = Small Country Level
Link Base Str = 120 = Town Level
Attack = B DPR = +2
+2 DPR Hardening
Total DPR = Small Country Level
Result = Equal DPR: Attacks cancel each other out, though the area around the clash may still take damage.
Upon the attacks colliding as the debris would flicker outwards with a gust of wind blowing the flickers outwards. The sandstorm then began to dissipate as the one responsible revealed himself, as looking up i saw the walls surrounded with many of his underlings.
[Link]: " Was half expecting Crocodile, not a nobody. I'm done playing this charade. I've had enough of being labeled a pirate and marine so they can both piss off. "
Still hanging in the air, Larsi watched as Shaarib repelled his attacks on him, even despite being pressed on two fronts. Raising an eyebrow in reaction to the feat, the giant tugged on the chain that linked his weapon, flinging them back towards him, though one of them would fall below him.
In the distance Kidd called out, asking for Larsi to assist him in ending the enemy. Shaarib himself pulled out a small vial, throwing it towards the former pirate captain, aiming to incapacitate him with poison. In the near distance a massive explosion occurred, as a current and former marine officer fought with deadly determination.
None of it mattered to Larsi right now, he was already making his next move. His right hand grasped the handle of the jutte that had flown directly back towards him, while his left began the follow up attack.. His anger at the unending hindrances seemed to guide his hand as he pulled the chain on the jutte that fell beneath his body, swinging it up behind him. His fear of losing more friends gave him strength as he drove it further up behind him and arced it forward. Judgement at those who sought to hurt those he cared for carried it forward and finally down onto Shaarib again.
Sparks of lightning flew out from the jutte as it descended towards Shaarib. In its path it collided with the vial of poison, half way between the two combatants. The glass was pulverized and the gas dispersed into the air, nowhere near either of them to be able to harm them.
Motorhead. Larsi said, his voice quiet but cold, as he brought down his most devastating attack to date, right on Shaarib, using a weapon larger than the Vice Admiral’s body.
Motorhead: The user tosses one of the juttes behind them, then pulls at the rope/chain swinging it over their head and bringing it down on their target with great force. - DPR: S, Requires 100 in both masteries, strength and reaction speed. If at least two of the four stats are 120, the base rank is increased to S+.
120: 5. Town Level +5(S+) +3(CoA) +1(CoC) = 14. Planet Level
Shaarib, since childhood heard that he was a cursed child. At first, he didn't believe it, but now doubts were growing. The hero barely saved himself from Lars's onslaught? he now had to repeat the same effort. His mind was telling him to flee, there was no reason to fight Silver Hair and Kidd at the same time; but he couldn't. His body was still glued to John's. The giant soldier was knocked out and even the shocks around him didn't seem to faze him. That incompetence was going to cost them their lives, the other giants didn't want any part of this fight, bunch of cowards.
- " Stop Ignor-" begins Shaarib before being interrupted by an explosion nearby that illuminates the whole battlefield.
The skypiean smiled, at least others were having fun. Kidd decided to end things and prompted Larsi to finish the fight. With all the scraps attracted and the energy, the Vice-Admiral knew it meant no good. Red lighting clad the jutte as it went behind the giant before falling at high speed toward the Marines. The bomb wasn't even a distraction, the jutte tore through the glass.
The beam was secondary, Shaarib, feet deep into the crevasse; readied himself. Arms coated in hardening, Shaarib waited patiently, he couldn't jump toward the attack. Lighting jolted from his fist as it went to meet the weapon. As always, when Advanced Conqueror's Haki was used, both fighters seemed to hit an invisible space. A space filled with red lighting as their wills clashed for supremacy. The ground beneath Shaarib seemed to crack even more as he was pushed downward. The encounter resulted in a shockwave that blasted everything around and split the sky in two.
- " Damn ! That's the rush ! " Shaarib was smiling once again, the adrenaline making him forget about the railgun over his head. And soon, he realized his mistake when all he could see was light. He was fucked, Larsi was going to evade so our hero could try to defend himself without a second thought. Fast as lighting, he threw a rankyaku at the beam. But it seemed insufficient to stop Kidd's attack.
Rankyaku ==> S+ ==> 5 + 5 (S+) + 3(CoA) ==> 13. Moon Level ==> 1 Rank Under Kidd'sAttack ==> Attack is 1 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 5 DPR ==> Kidd's Attack is now 9. Small Country Level
He was going to die. It was then that he had the best idea. He had the perfect meat shield, He was linked with John Giant's leg, at least he could try to protect himself with it. What worst could happen ? At worst, he would die, at best he would be finally free from the magnetism. With all. the strength he could muster, the Vice-Admiral moved the leg of John Giant's with his arms and put it between the beam and him. Coating the shin with hardening.
==> John G has a durability of 91 ==> 81-100: 5. Town Level + 2 ==> 7 ==> Attack is 2 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 3~DPR => Kidd's Attack is now 6 which is Shaarib's durability ==> The Attack is effective
The electromagnetic projectile cut through the leg like it was butter and hit Shaarib dead in the chest, knocking the wind out of him and encasing him further into the crack in the ground. The Vice-Admiral was panting; he wouldn't survive another assault, his arms were heavy, and he had used too much Haki. 20 years old, and the kid was ready to retire. That life was too complicated for him. He didn't want to end up flattened by the juttes. Ironic was it, him, Shaarib Hassan, dying for two buffoons that got captured by pirates.
- "Fight each other ! Leave me alone ! " yelled the marine at the Giant.
Alaburna - City Center@Sea
The Third Guardian of Alabasta, known as the Beetle. Akira, disguised himself with the coat and mask of Alabasta's Bettle, aiming to secure an audience with King Cobra while remaining incognito amidst the conflict. Emerging from the room in his new attire, he was met by Pell, who provided a map of the island known only to Vampirate allies. Akira, embodying the spirit of Alabasta, boldly declared his intentions. Pell, the falcon-man, could only smile in response, intrigued by the pirate's unexpected determination. The Beetle remained a figure shrouded in mystery.
The Beetle wet over the horizon, lost to the mirages of the desert.
[Soldier] "There's a reason the Beetle has been inactive. Why didn't you give him a heads-up, sir?"- said a soldier, coming up to Pell
[Pell] "If he possesses even half the conviction he claims, he'll find a way to unravel the mask. No doubt, King Cobra will be furious with me. I can only hope that the King will comprehend the message."- looking to the distance to Akira's fading shadow
The desert landscape enveloping Akira was unforgiving, but his white attire provided some respite from the scorching heat. Following the map's guidance, he reached the outskirts of Alabasta where a steep cliff overlooked a vast expanse of sand, resembling an ocean frozen in time. The thick sands made it impossible to swim through, and the turbulent sandstorms rendered the skies unnavigable. Flight was out of the question. To reach Germa, Akira had to traverse this desert ocean until he reached the Bridge, the only passage available.
As he approached the obstacle, Akira noticed an eerie silence, broken only by faint voices drifting on the wind. Investigating further, he discovered a scene unfolding a few yards to his right: a colossal crab, towering like a warship, surrounded by kung fu dugongs engaged in a spirited altercation with the startled crustacean.
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Sovereign War #20
(Alabasta / Ichimonji's Group)
Rainbase City @Dream
The roar of the Jackal reverberated amidst the cannon fire cascading down. Initially staggered by the explosions, the Guardian materialized above the Marine, countering the force with a formidable display of power. As the airblades clashed and dissipated, the staircase bore the scars of their confrontation. Landing gracefully on the stairs above Link, Chaka assumed his Jackal-like form, adorned with fangs and claws. Gripped in one of his claws was a sword bearing the emblem of Alabasta on its pommel. As they exchanged words, sand began to coalesce around the sword, revealing its connection to the sand manipulation.
A sudden shift in the Marine's aura sent shockwaves through the air, causing Chaka to growl in defiance as he struggled to withstand the force. The men around the staircase faltered, some dropping to their knees, but determined to rise and take aim once more. Gritting his teeth, Chaka steadied himself with a deep breath before turning his attention to Link, his gaze piercing through the Marine attire.
[Chaka] "A Marine? It appears you're not one of the pirates who stormed Rainbase Diner. Nevertheless, you've trespassed on our homeland. I won't let you proceed any further!"- declared Chaka "The Jackal", marking his zoan transformation
The Guardian revealed that the Marines weren't the only ones leading the charge. Nevertheless, breaking through the entrance was essential to advance towards Rainbase Casino. Positioned at the forefront once more, Link stood ready for the impending confrontation.
Suddenly, Chaka propelled himself forward, his sword cutting through the air with the force of a swirling sandstorm. As the blade approached, a small black sand tornado erupted from the blade upon impact or lack thereof, aimed at engulfing Link, towering over him at least thrice his size. Meanwhile, the soldiers above them took aim, anticipating a counterattack to fire upon. The Guardian of Alabasta was resolute in defending his homeland.
As Larsi's jutte crackled with lightning, the clash intensified. Shaarib's surprise was evident as the poison vial shattered mid-air harmlessly.
Larsi's strike sent shockwaves, momentarily pausing nearby combatants. Shaarib pushed back, strained against the onslaught with fierce determination.
In the tense aftermath, both adversaries assessed each other. Kidd's distant voice urged Larsi onward.
Meanwhile, despite the searing pain and the weight of defeat bearing down on him, Vice-Admiral Shaarib refused to yield. Gritting his teeth, he pushed beyond his limits, summoning every ounce of strength and resilience. With fierce determination, he focused on one final gambit for survival, ignoring his battered body's protests.
As the crackling energy of Kidd's attack descended upon him, Shaarib reacted swiftly, unleashing a flurry of Tempest Slashes to intercept the magnetic shockwave. Despite his best efforts, the force of Kidd's assault proved formidable, and his own attack fell short of completely neutralizing it.
Thinking quickly, Shaarib seized upon the opportunity presented by John Giant's nearby leg, using it as a makeshift shield to deflect the remnants of the attack and mitigate its impact. However, even with this improvised defense, the remaining force of the assault was enough to drive Shaarib deeper into the earth, the ground trembling beneath him as he was pushed further into the mantle.
With gritted teeth and determination burning in his eyes, Shaarib refused to surrender to the overwhelming power arrayed against him. Though battered and bruised, he remained resolute, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead as he fought to defend himself against his adversaries.
With silent determination, Larsi readied another onslaught, his resolve unwavering in defense of his allies. "Motorhead," Larsi uttered, his tone subdued yet chilling. "Did we get him, Silver Hair?"
As the chaos subsided, the young Marine Officer stood panting but unbroken, his resolve unwavering. With a defiant glint in his eye, he prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead, determined to defy the curse and stand firm against adversity. "?!!"
"This man is tougher than I expected, murmured Kidd."
Once Shaarib surveyed the battlefield, he would see John Giant's battered body, about to die if nobody aided him. But thanks to his sacrifice, the young marine is now separated from him. Meanwhile, Lacroix and Lira slowly approached. Whether they would still fight or not is anyone's guess, but with the combined strength of Silver Hair and Captain Kidd, they would only get in the way of the famed Hero of the Festival.
As the chaos of battle rages on, a commanding presence emerges from the fray, cutting through the smoke and debris like a beacon of authority. Fleet Admiral Sengoku, his imposing figure towering over the battlefield, strides forward with purpose, his eyes ablaze with determination.
With a voice that carries across the battlefield, Sengoku begins to recite a code of conduct, each word ringing out with authority and conviction. "Article Number 3!" he bellows, his fists clenching with intensity. "Selfless Sacrifice: The safety of our comrades takes precedence over all else."
His words echo through the ranks of the combatants, a reminder of the unwavering commitment to protecting one another, even at the cost of personal sacrifice. Sengoku's presence serves as a rallying cry, a call to arms for all who wear the Navy's uniform.
Approaching the bloodied Vice-Admirals who lie scattered amidst the chaos, Sengoku's gaze softens, but his resolve remains unyielding. "Have we already forgotten the virtues?" he demands, his voice a mixture of disappointment and determination. It's a question that hangs heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the importance of upholding the principles that bind them together as comrades in arms.
Standing tall and resolute, his stern expression softened only by the wisdom etched into the lines of his weathered face, Sengoku exudes an aura of authority and strength. Each step he takes resonates with the weight of responsibility, the clack of his polished boots echoing against the wooden planks beneath him. With his long, braided goatee swaying rhythmically and his piercing gaze fixed ahead, Sengoku approaches Vice Admiral Shaarib with a determined stride, his intent clear and unwavering. As he draws nearer, the air seems to hum with anticipation, signaling the gravity of their impending encounter.
"Silver Hair. Captain Kidd. What a nice sighting seeing you both here.", he greeted the two.
"Vice-Admiral Shaarib. Your crime in using your comrade as a meat shield is beyond retribution. You are hereby declared expelled from the ranks of the Marines. Your act is considered a severe breach of ethics and trust. Such actions go against the fundamental principles of camaraderie, selflessness, and the duty to protect one another."
Nearby Burns and Onigumo's Battleground
As the former explosion reverberates through the air, Princes Ohm and Arthur's instincts kick in, and adrenaline surges through their veins. Without a moment's hesitation, they drew their weapon, scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger as they resurfaced from the cavern. "Arthur, stay calm!" he calls out to his brother, his voice steady despite the chaos around them. "We need to assess the situation and move quickly. Keep your wits about you." With that, they begin to cautiously approach the source of the explosion, ready for whatever challenges may lie ahead. In the meantime, they reported the incident to the Lord Gambit.
"Chief, this is Ohm. The former captain is battling with the Hero of the Festival. Looks like Captain Larsi is joining forces with Kidd."
"What explosion was that?", Gambit asked.
"We are still looking for the source but the last report we had was that Leo, one of your adversaries has joined the fray and knocked out the fighters in both Blocks A and B. He is fighting the Vice-Admiral Onigumo.", Ohm continued.
"What did you say?!", Landayan asked surprised.
"Well. Muahahahahaha! Looks like someone's rebelling against a common enemy."
"I cannot be certain about that, Chief!", Arthur butted in. "I sense several formidable figures present on the island that have not shown up yet. Few of them are nearby."
"It's alright. I need to talk to Burns. But be careful. The two of you won't stand a chance against him."@Kaka
Entrance to Colosseum @Kaka
Onigumo found himself engulfed by the unleashed power of the Zoan. Succumbing to his emotions, the Spider King felt himself being devoured from within. Death loomed ominously, the specter of his own annihilation drawing near. The black smoke nearly obscured the Marine as a shockwave erupted from his hands, a display of power unprecedented in the annals of Sovereign War.
Yet, the Supreme Leader would not yield to hatred.
Onigumo's eyes widened as the Dyna Stone pulsated ominously. In that moment, time seemed to freeze. Within the swirling energy, he beheld the visage of one of his mentors, the face of Zephyr. The indomitable will of Zephyr surged forth, manifesting in a cataclysmic onslaught that rivaled even Onigumo's deepest wells of hatred. As the dust settled in the aftermath, Onigumo hung suspended in the air, stunned by the sheer magnitude of the devastation. Onigumo's shock deepened as Leo materialized within arm's reach, accompanied by the apparition of Zephyr's second visage. The earth bore witness.
The explosion illuminated the daytime sky, an attack that would be etched into the annals of warfare, consuming Onigumo in its fury. As the camera zoomed in on the rubble and smoke-filled aftermath, a startling sight emerged: Onigumo, though battered and broken, was still alive. His survival raised questions about his endurance in the face of such devastation.
[Onigumo] "ARRRRGHHHHH!!! GRAHHHHHH!!!!- Onigumo struggled as he was blasted against a small mountain, writhing on the rubble as the black clouds took over
Writhing on the ground like a demon unleashed, Onigumo teetered on the brink of being consumed entirely by the power of his Zoan form. The black clouds enveloped him completely, leaving only his glowing purple eyes visible amidst the darkness. It was a testament to the overwhelming force of his own hatred, threatening to erase the very essence of the Marine within him.
As the Supreme Leader of the Neo Navy moved closer to the scene, a familiar presence materialized beside the struggling Vice-Admiral. With purposeful intent, the figure knelt beside Onigumo and began attaching something to his body. Each action was deliberate, the heavy footsteps of the figure echoing through the tense silence with dramatic flair.
The figure emerged from the smoke, carrying a burden with every step. The meeting was undeniably fate, for the conflict was ignited with one singular objective: to rescue the "G".
A Dyna Stone eruption, followed only moments thereafter, by another one - an unprecedented finale between Vice Admiral Onigumo, consumed by darkness and hatred, and Leonard Burns, formerly Hero of the Marines, now Supreme Commander of the Neo Navy, whose ships still docked the waters that surrounded the Sovereign War - but did not approach nor do any action. As the dust, debris and chaos set forth by the Dyna Stone explosions finally settled, Vice Admiral Onigumo, defeated but still Awakened, was seen writhing in pain on the ground.
Malice consumed him, visualized and shown by the black flames of Awakening trying to consume him. Leo stood a distance away, back on the ground. Burn marks and scratches marked most of his body, and the clothing covering his upper body was mostly in tatters - but the man stood victorious. His mechanically outfitted body boasted unparalleled durability, and his heart and body were pulsating with unimaginable stamina. Leo was brought back from his wheelchair bound fate by none other than Dr. Vegapunk, and now the Supreme Commander of the Neo Navy stood in his prime. He gazed at the cloud that still surrounded Vice Admiral Onigumo, and saw a silhouette approach.
With purposeful intent, the figure knelt beside Vice Admiral Onigumo and began attaching something to his body. Each action was deliberate, the heavy footsteps of the figure echoing through the tense silence with dramatic flair. Leo's impeccable Kenbun-shoku no Haki was already able to recognize the figure. An aura unmistakable. But as the figure stepped forward and out of the shrouds that still lingered the battlefield, any onlooker would now be able to set their eyes on the figure as well.
Akira walked out of Alubarna, where he would head towards the Germa Kingdom where it is indicated on the map provided by Pell. The boy would have to traverse the long road into the deserts, an ocean of nothing but sand. Not only that sandstorms seem to occur quite frequently enough that flight wasn’t an option. The only real way forward is by foot. And as such, the boy would walk, disappearing into the sandy horizons of Alabasta. The desert is indeed cruel, for the environment was not only hot, resisted by the white cloak that help deflects heat but also particularly dangerous in regards to the hazards of the sandstorms which is also mitigated by very same white cloak that helps against such particles.
It is difficult to understand why Akira promised the return of the King, to the best of his ability of course. But in reality, helping Alabasta achieved his goals in this war. No matter the case, Alabasta have turn away from the Vampirates – or rather as long as they have the capacity to resist. To Akira, this meant that King Cobra serves as a powerful leverage for the Vampirates and as long as he is with the Vampirates while alive, he can be considered a hostage that could force Alabasta to bend to their will. His death may turn him into a martyr for the Alabasta people to fight the Vampirates, but may also force their submission. It is hard to say, though given Pell’s words – leaning towards the former is the most likely result. However, the death of King Cobra is not worth that risk. Bringing him back safely ensures the loss of Alabasta as an ally to the Vampirates, and perhaps to the World Government. Not only that, but personally speaking – given the history of the country, King Cobra may have held insights over certain subjects of mind, his survival is crucial to his personal goal. However, despite the rescue operation for the King look to be an objective one that benefits the mutual interest of both sides.
Those words are what Akira seemed to cling on to for very little reasons from a pirate point-of-view. Hope is a powerful tool, Akira seemed to be what he held onto for the first time. Hope has never been what Akira himself thought of in his life. He could not cling onto that feeling in the purest sense. Hope would not save him from La Spada. He has lost twice. And similarly for the people of Alabasta, could they still cling onto hope if everything would come crashing down onto them? This very question came into Akira’s mind as he self-reflected. If Alabasta survive, could Akira himself come to the same answer?
Soon enough, those thoughts of self-reflection will finally come to an end as he hears faint voices coming from the right as wind carries those voices into his ears, prompting attention as Akira turn towards the source. And as soon as he did, Akira noticed a giant crab almost the size of a warship seemly in a fight with a bunch of…. sea creatures? At first Akira seem to pay not much heed to the fights between animals, for it would be best left to nature to decide its course. Akira even walked away for a few steps. But then, the boy’s self-reflections came into remembering his past on the Spada Pirates ship, the most miserable time of Akira’s life.
……
The boy walked towards the fight between the creatures. Not much aggression nor seemly much desire to fight any of them. But if both the dugongs and the crab did not pay attention to him at all, Akira would quite literally walk up behind the dugongs – and if there is one that is close enough Akira would grab onto the head of one of the dugongs, interrupting the fight.
Upon resonating my aura with the valor of my resolve, my eyes pierced at Chaka's location. The aura of my will would manifest through my swords, this was shown via the darkening of the hue of my swords. The outburst of my will had the soldiers quiver upon witnessing and feeling my resolve at that time the guardian began to metamorphosis turning into a creature of myth. Chaka began to grow claws, and fangs as he gripped his sword tightly in his wrapped claws.
Seeing Chaka transform confirmed he was a Devil Fruit user, but not just any Devil Fruit, but a Zoan one. A Fruit that would grant its user physical enhancements. Seeing as Chaka was a Zoan user where it affected his body and the animal of choice was one of a dog, a jackal. This was going to be a far more difficult proposition
Did i underestimate my target? or did i over-estimate my abilities? ... The answer is a bit of both and yet neither of them with my ranking and abilities, i was far more seasoned in terms of combat.
[Chaka] "A Marine? It appears you're not one of the pirates who stormed Rainbase Diner. Nevertheless, you've trespassed on our homeland. I won't let you proceed any further!"- declared Chaka "The Jackal", marking his zoan transformation
Suddenly, Chaka propelled himself forward, his sword cutting through the air with the force of a swirling sandstorm. As the blade approached, a small black sand tornado erupted from the blade upon impact or lack thereof, aimed at engulfing Link, towering over him at least thrice his size. Meanwhile, the soldiers above them took aim, anticipating a counterattack to fire upon. The Guardian of Alabasta was resolute in defending his homeland.
I'd stay silent after hearing Chaka's words without showing any facial reaction just readying my stance, nothing more or nothing less. It was then my eyes glimmered crimson to symbolise my instincts, which caused the activation of Kenbunshoku Haki, the nerves within my body through every fiber adjusted themselves as to which direction the attack was incoming from.
Then i witnessed the sword of Chaka, my eyes rolled over to see it produce a small darkened sand tornado forming. My grip on my sword tightened as did my calves as my feet arched up to tiptoe.
[Link]: " I see a Zoan user and a Cursed Weapon user. But even then he's rusty around the edges. "
Commenting by mumbling to myself to the movement and the way Chaka portrayed himself.
I'd then have my swords darken in hue to show i was using Busoshoku Haki as i darted towards Chaka, bringing my swords before me forming an X, and then striking Chaka.
The user has increased reaction speed (Mastery x 0.1) within (Mastery x 0.4) meters of themselves when CoO is activated.
100 x 0.1 within 100 x 4 = 102 (reaction speed) + 10 = 112 reaction speed within a 40 meters of Link
Link Base Str = 120 = Town Level
CoA = +2
DPR A = +3
Air Warp Strike: Link blitzes himself darting at the target and unleashing a two-sword swipe barrage of two forming an x with the two swords and using them to backflip away from the target.
Requirement: Scales on Mastery
61 Strength, 81 Movement Speed, and 61 Swordsmanship - DPR: A
Total = Large Country Level
Large Country Level vs Island Level
Result = Attack is 2 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 3~DPR
Large Country - 3 DPR = Mountain Level going to Chaka
Aern't you supposed to post the stats for Chaka?
Upon striking I'd use the momentum to perform a backflip that i would skid against the sandy terrain. I'd then peer at the direction of Chaka, though my eyes leered at the irritation and hoping i could utilise my recently awoken Haoshoku Haki. If i had any time to use it now would be a good time though i had withdrawal symptoms from using it that often would cause me much fatigue.
Instead i just gazed at Chaka, waiting for his next move.
The very air between the combatants crackled as Vice Admiral Shaarib fought for his own life, fighting a battle on two fronts. And although he still lived, he was losing the battle. Even though all he was doing was defending, he was still on the only side here taking a beating. Of course this was to be expected, his side was outmatched and he was outnumbered. John Giant's body was nothing more than a meat shield to the "Hero".
And it was this action, despite all else, that finally made Larsi feel a sort of respect for his adversary, in a strange way. Like himself, this man saw the truth of the world in a way, in that honor is nothing more than a facade, a shield to hide behind. Something to hold up and make people fall in line, do as they're told. Despite the invasion, the battle and the bloodshed, Larsi found himself smiling at this revelation.
His jutte flew through the air, pulled back from its assault on the vice admiral, who in face of all of the beatings still stood his ground. Somewhat. His hand caught his weapon, the chains rattling as they abruptly came to a halt. Still high up in the air, Larsi hung motionlessly and watched the scene below, much like an arbiter of the arena they found themselves in. A sensation fell over the pirate and his eyes were torn from Shaarib, instead falling on a new figure as he stepped into the fray.
Larsi raised his eyebrows as he saw that Sengoku the Buddha had decided to enter the battlefield. The grip on his weapons tightened, knowing that this man could very quickly even the battle. His eyes darted quickly across the battlefield, but saw no other current threats to himself. Shaarib in fact pleaded for them to fight each other, instead of himself. He might not value honor, but it seemed he also didn't see the value in teaming up when necessary.
Larsi opened his mouth to speak, but Sengoku spoke first. To his surprise, not only did he greet both Larsi and Kidd with respect, but he then went on to chastise Shaarib, before finally expelling him from the marines.
What!? Larsi cocked his head, looking back to Shaarib, then back to Sengoku. His right jutte he leveled towards the Fleet Admiral, looking down on him with great distrust. I hope this is some sort of ploy, for if not I am led to believe the great tactician, Sengoku the Buddha, is in fact an idiot.
Larsi shook his head at what was playing out before him. I am giving you and your "Hero" one last chance, Fleet Admiral. You will take this man with you and leave these lands, right this moment, and I will not pursue you further.
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