The powerful droplets slightly dented his gauntlets and their impacts directly transferred to his arms slightly paining him. The others though, continued to whiz past him; puncturing his cape and tearing holes right through them.
Sweet followed up behind shortly after throwing her liquid projectiles. The fishwoman rushed forward with both of her chain-toting arms dragging behind her a bit, with a flex of her arms the chains behind her began to wind up for what seemed to be the last attack Gerald would be able to take. Her hands conducted a concentrated surplus of armament haki to her deadly chains, the hissed and rattled in response to the influx of power.
"No doubt about it... I'm at my whit's end." He unknowingly uttered.
He slowly unclenched his haki clad fists and narrowed his stance. He stood upright taking a strong step backwards, he wasn't retreating for he knew he could not; instead he stood back. He didn't know what else to do.
Sweet Einsauer's predatory eyes scanned the armored man, keenly noting his reluctance- his acceptance. Despite the surging adrenaline fueling her as she finalized her approach, the contracted pupils unceremoniously softened. Her arms came up from behind her, two chains swinging up and over alongside.
Double Down!!: Sweet reels back two bechained arms and swings down forcefully striking those in front of her.
Requirements: 61 Mastery, 61 Strength
Destructive Potency Rank: A
DPR: 81-100: 3. Large Building Level + DPR: A/+3 + HAKI: +1 = 7. Mountain Level!!
The twin chains came down swiftly like guillotine blades, they seemed ready to crush Gerald (armor and all) into the stone walkway where he stood. However, Sweet's chains came down on either side of the man in the golden suit; their vicious, haki-coated, metal links digging up shards of stone and puffs of concrete dust in two straight lines. Gerald's admission of defeat had swayed the pirate captain's brutal attack- or perhaps she had been merely waiting for this moment all along.
The metal lines of clasped loops sat in their places of impact, the only thing filling the quiet (as even the approaching march seemed to halt for the moment) being the skittering of settling debris like the feet of a centipede swarm. Looming at her full height, Sweet Einsauer's heart still pounded from looming demands of her waning adrenaline. She looked down at the yielded knight. After a few moments of silence the heavy march proceeded in their direction once again.
Sweet's devious, bladed smile peeked out from her cold visage and soon that smile broke into laughter.
"Ata Ata Ata Ata Ata!"
Her chains slowly began retracting, sliding like miniature locomotives along the grooves they left in the ground as her laughter continued. Looping her wrists, she was in the process of recoiling the chains to her arms.
"Ata Ata-" She finished laughing for a moment to try to speak, pausing her chain-gathering to wipe a tear of laughter from the crease of her eye.
"Not bad at all. You had me going for a bit!"
Sweet winded down her laughter to mere chuckles before shortly glancing up at the man who was presumably still speechless.
"You're not a pirate, I take it?" She asked (almost rhetorically) with a raised eyebrow, seemingly brushing aside their scuffle already as a forgotten event, her colorless eyes already transfixed on her coiling chains once more.
@Lamby