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Ergastulum @Dream
An Advent for Phlegeton such was the name of the attack. And like its namesake, the river that'd carry the damned to hades, so would Worwick's ally be slain. Or at the very least heavily wounded looking at how the damage translated itself onto the swordsman's body. Nicholas was done for the count and Hei would turn around, breathing elevated and the man clearly looked strained from the non-stop fighting so far. But he wasn't done yet, not by a long shot. Worwick was still alive, and he carried the fruit, the legacy of his deceased sibling. It was why Hei came all the way to this island after all.
"May the echoes guide you." Hei called as Nicholas fell.
The hunter would turn and eyed Worwick while taking a few steps forward, saw cleaver still in hand. And spoke softly before another sharp inhale.
"Curse your fate. If you hadn't picked up that fruit I wouldn't be here... Fifth form."
The man said as he swung downwards with his weapon unleashing a powerful violent airwave that would split up into 4 different air slashes. Evasion for one would eventually turn into an attack coming from all directions.
"Night terror!"
It'd remain to be seen how a man skilled with a firearm would be able to avoid such a strike completely and without any wounds. After his swing Hei carried on with his stroll towards his opponent, haki began to wrap around his weapon. Should Worwick live an attack to claim his life would certainly come next.
An Advent for Phlegeton such was the name of the attack. And like its namesake, the river that'd carry the damned to hades, so would Worwick's ally be slain. Or at the very least heavily wounded looking at how the damage translated itself onto the swordsman's body. Nicholas was done for the count and Hei would turn around, breathing elevated and the man clearly looked strained from the non-stop fighting so far. But he wasn't done yet, not by a long shot. Worwick was still alive, and he carried the fruit, the legacy of his deceased sibling. It was why Hei came all the way to this island after all.
"May the echoes guide you." Hei called as Nicholas fell.
The hunter would turn and eyed Worwick while taking a few steps forward, saw cleaver still in hand. And spoke softly before another sharp inhale.
"Curse your fate. If you hadn't picked up that fruit I wouldn't be here... Fifth form."
The man said as he swung downwards with his weapon unleashing a powerful violent airwave that would split up into 4 different air slashes. Evasion for one would eventually turn into an attack coming from all directions.
"Night terror!"
The Hunter swings his weapon down in a powerful frontal crescent-shaped slash that creates powerful multi-directional long-ranged slashes in the ground./ A- Rank its 71 mastery 71 str
61-80: 2. Small Building Level +3(A) = Town Level
Strength injection turn 1/3
61-80: 2. Small Building Level +3(A) = Town Level
Strength injection turn 1/3
It'd remain to be seen how a man skilled with a firearm would be able to avoid such a strike completely and without any wounds. After his swing Hei carried on with his stroll towards his opponent, haki began to wrap around his weapon. Should Worwick live an attack to claim his life would certainly come next.