Island Kano Country

Dream · Jun 5, 2024

Kano Country - # 17
@Infinity
[Don Chinjao vs Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw]

The one who emitted such a huge aura stood before Roland and Grog with a grin. His attempt to intimidate the duo wasn't even something that phased them.

Grog then enquired who the stranger emitting such willpower was so he could make a mockery of the man later when drinking, while Roland remained mute, already reading the man's power. He knew full well this was not just a name they'd be able to mock later, as he had enough power to handle the duo.

Thus, he remained mute as his finger pressed on the trigger, ready to react to what was to come.

Infinity said:
"HIYA HO HO! I'm known 'Chinjao the Drill'! Remember the name well! You'll talk about it with your friends in the afterlife!"

As Chinjao keeled down, ready to blitz them, Roland yelled at Grog,

[Roland Sparda]: " He's coming! "

Grog replied as he yelled back,

[Grog Strongjaw]: " Call the marines, old man on the loose "

Grog responded to Chinjao's strike by reaching back and grabbing his other war axe, then holding the two axes before him in an X-shape as his willpower showed in full force. His eyes closed, and his axes turned to a darker hue as his eyes opened. He blitzed to match Chinjao, swinging his axes outwards as he yelled,

[Grog Strongjaw]: " ᛞᛖᛗᛟᚾ ᛒᛖᚨᚱ! "

Grog Strongjaw = Base Str = 100 = Large Building Level
DPR A = +3
CoA = +2
Total DPR = Island Level

Meanwhile, Roland aimed his arm at the center of Chinjao's head, closing one eye to look through the scope of his gun as he pressed down on the trigger. A bullet was fired at the trajectory of Chinjao's face.

Roland Sparda Gunslinging = 100 = Large Building Level
DPR A = +3
Total DPR = City Level

Island and City vs Island = Result would be Chinjao gets overpowered but I'll have it where just for story that Grog gets pushed back and Roland's bullet bounced off Chinjao

Grog's attack met Chinjao's, with static lightning emanating from the center of the pressure of the two strikes. However, the force of Chinjao's attack pushed Grog's strike back, causing him to skid through the terrain for a meter. Meanwhile, Roland's fired bullets merely bounced off Chinjao.

Roland remained quiet as Grog remarked on the attack, wondering just what he had done.

[Grog Strongjaw]: " That was awesome! Did you use the power of a fart to blitz? "

[Roland Sparda]: " Excuse the idiot. "

Roland remarked on Grog's question, understanding what had happened and how it had, but explaining it to a musclehead would be fruitless.

[Grog Strongjaw]: " Oi, you calling me an idiot? "

Grog snapped back, a vein bulging out.

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I will be posting tomorrow for Cu vs Yamato

Dream · Jun 6, 2024

Kano Country - # 18
@Infinity
[Cú Chulainn vs. Yamato]

Yamato presented her weapon, which appeared like a club but looked much thinner and was laced with spikes. Her aura and her weapon made it a wise decision to allow Kurama and Namor to be given orders. Like a bad tingle down my spine, I knew something about this stranger was off.

Upon asking her name for interrupting my games, a feminine voice spoke from her, responding with the words:

Infinity said:
"Oden!"

Just those words had no meaning or weight as I hummed to myself, but she didn't even provide me enough time to linger in my thoughts before she leaped into the air and swung her strange weapon, producing a projectile sent my way.

It was then that strange feeling dawned again as I clenched my teeth, frustrated but not having enough time to ponder such.

My gaze fixed on this Oden. I raised my arm before me with spear in hand, loosening my grip, then appearing as if I threw my spear before me, catching it near the end. As that happened, I allowed aura to emit and burst through my hand, guiding its way down my spear as I swung my arm from left to right to meet the projectile head-on.

[Cú Chulainn]: " Sweep "

Cú's Str = 120 = Town Level
DPR B = +2
+2 Hardening
Total DPR = Small Country Level

Both are Small Country Level so they cancel each other's attacks

The projectile collided with my spear, and just as the attacks struck one another, they immediately canceled each other out. The projectile dissipated like the sight of fireflies, then to nothing.

Sighing at such a show, despite my inner self screaming that something was off about this one, I turned a blind eye to my instincts and responded to her name.

[Cú Chulainn]: " You said your name was Oden, right? ... Never heard of the name before, but that's one amusing name to be called after a dish. "

Grinning, I took the same play from Oden by leaping above her, allowing gravity to pull me down without a second of the Busoshoku Haki to disperse from my spear and bring it down with striking force.

[Cú Chulainn]: " Moon Blossom "

Cu Str = 120 = Town Level
DPR A = +3
+2 Hardening
Total DPR = Large Country Level

Infinity · Jul 4, 2024

Kano Country #17
@Dream

Don Chinjao vs Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw
Chinjao leaped in reverse, aiming his pointed head towards the two pirates with the intent of pulverising them into the earth! Grog responded well, reaching for his other axe, he prepared an attack of his own. Meanwhile Roland quickly open fired on the Don's face, failing to deter the Commander as the bullets easily bounced off his wrinkled mug. The burly man launched himself foward, swinging his haki coated axes outwards in order to meet Chinjao's headbutt head on!

Sparks of electricity emanated from the epicenter of the two strikes, followed by a shockwaves of air and vibration that left even the leaves of the forest canopy trembling. The force of Chinjao's headbutt sent Grog flying backwards, leaving him skidding through the forest's earthy terrain.

Grog was left in awe at Chinjao's display of power, and the large old man landed on his feet with a heavy thud.

"That was awesome! Did you use the power of a fart to blitz?" Said amazed.

"Excuse the idiot." Roland replied, angering his companion in the process.

While the two bickered, his anger brewed. With Veins popping and eyes darkening, Chinjao finally found the words he needed to express it. "WHAT did you say?" A wave of haki exploded from Chinjao massive frame. "The power....of farts!???"

Chinjao stamped an armanment coated foot into the ground, releasing powerful vibrations throughout the earth, causing the forest to shake violently.

101-119: 4. City Block Level + C: +1 +2(CoA)=7. Mountain Level

"You and your companion seemed to have come here to play little pirate games!" Chinjao continued, seething with rage. "But I assure you, this power of mine is neither a fart nor game!"

Chinjao hardened his fist and threw forward a straight punch into the air infront of him, releasing a shockwave-esque projectile towards the bumbling Grog, intending to rupture the fool's insides with a vibration enhanced blast.

"Cannon Punch!"

101-119: 4. City Block Level + A: +3 +2(CoA)=9. Small Country Level

Infinity · Jul 5, 2024

Kano Country #18
@Dream
Cú Chulainn vs. Yamato

Yamato swung her Kanabo downwards, unleashing a ranged projectile at the Silver Vampirate. Cu responded with a swing of his spear, dispersing the attack with ease. She landed on her feet with a thud, slightly shocked by Cu's display of power.

"I see! The Silver Vampirates truly are the real deal!" She said in excitement. However, Cu Chulainn was less than impressed.

"You said your name was Oden, right? ... Never heard of the name before, but that's one amusing name to be called after a dish." He said with grin creeping up on his face. Copying her previous movements, he leaped into the air, using gravity and weight to bring down his spear with extreme force.

"Moon Blossom!"

Yamato spread her legs to increase her center of gravity. Tightening her grip on her Kanabo, she swung her weapon upwards while instantly undergoing a transformation. She became covered in white fur, growing a tail as her hair became longer and more untamed, while a ribbon-like trail of cold air wrapped around her shoulders. Yamato unleashed a vertical energy projectile, this time sending it flying from below with great force.

"Narikabura Arrow!"

Narikabura Arrow=120: 5. Town Level + A:+3 +3(CoA)=11. Small Continent Level
Moon Blossom = 120 = Town Level + DPR A =+3 +2 Hardening = Large Country Level
Attack is 1 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 5 DPR

Cu would most likely recognize this technique from moments prior, but this time it's power was bolstered. He would find his spear quickly overpowered in the wake of Yamato increased physical might. His instincts did not fail him. Yamato was the real deal!

"Let's see if you can keep up with this version of me!" She said in a gruffer voice.

She pushed off the ground at the speed of light, causing several bursts of air to erupt from her body, uprooting the earth as she disappeared in an instant. Closing the distance, she swung her Kanabo towards Cu Chulainn's body, intending to smash into him with devastating force!

120: 5. Town Level + A:+3 +3(CoA)=11. Small Continent Level (Kanabo)

Dream · Jul 5, 2024

Kano Country - # 19
@Infinity
[Don Chinjao vs Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw]

Roland and Grog bickered, their voices rising in a heated exchange, oblivious to the visibly annoyed Chinjao who jumped right in front of Roland. This sudden move gave Chinjao enough time to ponder the nonsense that had just spilled out of Grog's mouth.

Infinity said:
WHAT did you say?" A wave of haki exploded from Chinjao massive frame. "The power....of farts!???"

The bickering duo fell silent as Chinjao's tone shifted, and his Haki exploded, sending a stinging sensation crawling over their skin.

Both knew that Chinjao's words had hit a nerve, igniting his rage.

In response to the overwhelming Haki, Roland tightened his grip on his gun, his teeth clenched in determination. Grog, meanwhile, gripped the handles of his axes tighter. Their auras flared up, visible and powerful, traveling through their weapons.

Grog, ever the musclehead, blitzed toward Chinjao, axes swinging wildly. His true target, however, was the ground beneath, which shook violently from his strike.

[Grog Strongjaw]: " Damn your giving me goosebumps big beard bro, ᚡᚨᛚᚺᚨᛚᛚᚨ'ᛋ ᛖᚾᛞ ᛁᛋ ᚾᛁᚷᚺ! "

Grog = 100 Str = 81-100: 3. Large Building Level
DPR A = +3
+2 Hardening
Total DPR = Island Level

Chinjao DPR = Mountain Level
Grog DPR = Island Level

Result is Grog's attack is +1 DPR but no damage will be sent to Chinjao due to Grog attacking the ground.

As Grog fell to the ground, Chinjao seized the opportunity to finish him. But Roland had Grog's back, perfectly aiming his gun with one eye closed as he locked onto Chinjao and pulled the trigger.

[Roland Sparda]: " Yoo-hoo, peek-a-boo i got you "

Roland quipped in a snarky, cheeky manner, bowing before Chinjao.

Roland Gun = 100 = 81-100: 3. Large Building Level
+2 Hardening
DPR S = +4
Total DPR = Small Country Level

The result is equally matched.

The bullet's boom echoed as it cut through the wind, colliding with Chinjao's attack in a massive explosion above Grog.

Grog roared, clutching his ears.

[Grog Strongjaw]: " FUUUCCCC**** ! ... ROLAND YOU BAST*** YOU TRYIN' TO MAKE ME DEAF! "

They faced a formidable wall they needed to overcome, one as destructive as themselves. Grog, still regaining his bearings, grabbed his axes and kicked backward to distance himself from Chinjao, shaking his head clear.

[Roland Sparda]: " I'll keep it nice and simple so you can understand, i want you to get in his face and I'll provide support got it? "

Grog grinned

[Grog Strongjaw]: " Hell yeah! I feel like I need a drink after this... By the way, big beard bro, can you teach me your powers?"

Roland turned to Chinjao, quoting his earlier comments with a smirk

[Roland Sparda]: " Playing pirates? ... that's funny of you to say. Ex-Pirate? "

Dream · Jul 5, 2024

Kano Country - # 20
@Infinity
[Cú Chulainn vs. Yamato]

Yamato recognized the Silver Vampirates, but hearing it from someone with a smile felt almost denigrating. I maintained my poker face, remaining unfazed by the comments of one who fancied themselves a culinary delight. The battle had just begun, a clash destined to echo throughout the world.

Dream said:
Grinning, I took the same play from Oden by leaping above her, allowing gravity to pull me down without a second of the Busoshoku Haki to disperse from my spear and bring it down with striking force.

[Cú Chulainn]: " Moon Blossom "

Cu Str = 120 = Town Level
DPR A = +3
+2 Hardening
Total DPR = Large Country Level

Infinity said:
Yamato spread her legs to increase her center of gravity. Tightening her grip on her Kanabo, she swung her weapon upwards while instantly undergoing a transformation. She became covered in white fur, growing a tail as her hair became longer and more untamed, while a ribbon-like trail of cold air wrapped around her shoulders. Yamato unleashed a vertical energy projectile, this time sending it flying from below with great force.

"Narikabura Arrow!"

Narikabura Arrow=120: 5. Town Level + A:+3 +3(CoA)=11. Small Continent Level
Moon Blossom = 120 = Town Level + DPR A =+3 +2 Hardening = Large Country Level
Attack is 1 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 5 DPR

As the tremendous force of the spear came crashing down, I underestimated Yamato. She swung her weapon upwards, beginning a transmutation as fur began to coat her body.

It was my first encounter with a devil fruit user, and despite the many rumors, I found myself pitted against one of the elite and exceedingly rare Mythical Zoans. Though this fact was not yet known to me, I was about to find out.

[Cú Chulainn]: " ! "

The force of the kanobo sent a projectile hurtling towards me, pushing me and my spear backward. It was the first time I had been blown back like this.

Result = DPR 1 below dura: somewhat effective

Deciding to take the damage left over head on:
Losing 5 DPR from Yamato = Town Level
Cú's Dura = 101 = City Level

I bemused to myself as I dusted off, thinking, "This Oden is the real deal." Any misjudgment could mean the end for me, elevating both the stakes and the rewards of this confrontation.

[Cú Chulainn]: " That white fur, don't tell me you're a Devil Fruit user... I didn't know there was a White Dog Zoan Devil Fruit. "

Infinity said:
"Let's see if you can keep up with this version of me!"

[Cú Chulainn]: " Right back at ya' you furry Oden "

I smiled, feeling my instincts boil with ecstasy, my blood cells pumping with excitement at the thrill of battle. Mimicking Yamato's movements, I grabbed my spear, purple ooze radiating to its tip. Gripping my spear tightly, I swung my arm from right to left, a purple dragon emanating as my haki erupted with my aura, thrilled by this fight.

[Cú Chulainn]: " Venom Dragon Emperor! "

Cu Str = 120 = Town Level

Venom Dragon Emperor: A powerful attack where the user excretes in toxins that enpower his Dragoon Spear and, from its tip, produces a large, whirling, serpentine dragon made of purple toxins. Then the user sends this dragon flying against a single or multiple enemies in order to poison them.
Major poison: moderate amount of damage each turn and resets if they are hit by anything that can mid poison or above up to a max of 3 times (B rank). lasts for 5-6 turns. Requires at least 71 mastery
Requirement: 91 in Strength, Dragoon and Toxia - DPR: S, inflicts Major Poison

+2 Hardening
DPR S = +4
Total DPR = Small Continent Level

Result = Equal Clash

What came next was the epicenter of the two attacks colliding with a resounding boom, kicking up dust as the ground beneath them gave way under the tremendous force. Electricity crackled from the kanobo while the purple ooze dragon emanated from the tip of the spear, their clash sending both combatants flying backward.

Both warriors felt pins and needles coursing through their hands, gripping their respective weapons tighter as the thrill of battle surged through them.

But the true danger of the Venom Dragon Emperor's effects had yet to reveal itself. The question remained: when would this perilous power rear its head?

Dream · Jul 13, 2024

Kano Country - # 21
@Infinity
[Doctor Dennis Kurama and Namor McKenzie vs Don Sai]

Within the vibrant wilderness, two figures sprint with urgency, their feet pounding against the soft, leaf-strewn ground. The reverberations of their footsteps echo through the forest, mingling with the natural cacophony. The ground seems to shake with each powerful stride, sending small creatures scurrying into the underbrush.

Their path cuts through shafts of sunlight and deep shadows, the atmosphere thick with the palpable energy of the chase. The rhythm of their running creates a symphony of sound, harmonizing with the rustling leaves and distant calls of wildlife. An uneasy tension electrifies the air, each pounding step underscored by the looming sense of danger. Trouble lingers like a shadow, felt in every quickened breath and echoing heartbeat, as if the jungle itself is aware of the impending peril.

It wasn't long before Kurama felt a sense of uneasiness, a tingling sensation that sent a numbing feeling through his skin. As he gazed through the jungle, he spotted the source of the ominous aura radiating nearby.

Dream said:
>Awareness: 55

Kurama, proficient in his Awareness Haki, could sense the location of the third man, whereas Namor, specialised in another form of Kenbunshoku Haki, was unable to do so.

[Namor McKenzie]: " That's him, isn't it? "

Namor, peering through the thick bushes and trees, spotted the man as he advanced, gripping his trident tightly. Seizing the opportunity, he moved forward. Kurama, nodding in agreement, followed closely behind as they both located Don Sai.

[Dr. Dennis Kurama]: " Namor, this isn't going to be an easy fight. It's best we work together to take him out. "

Infinity · Jul 14, 2024

Kano Country #19
@Dream
[Don Chinjao vs Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw]

Powerful shockwaves reverberated throughout the forests of Kano as Chinjao began to cut loose. Grog counter-attacked with a destructive slash of his axes, stopping the violent earthquake dead in it's tracks. However, Chinjao would not miss a beat. Grog had unintentionally left himself open, making landing a direct blow all the easier. He unleashed a vibration amped projectile at the barbarian-esque man, intending to pulverise him into the earth. However, his companion instantly countered with a well timed bullet, resulting in an explosion that almost blew out Grog's eardrums. Chinjao couldnt help but be slightly impressed.

"HIYA HO HO! I underestimated you runts!"

The muscular man jumped backwards, putting distance between himself and the Don. However the Don was just getting started, channeling haki from his body onto his pointed head, concentrating the energy into a single point.

"Hell yeah! I feel like I need a drink after this... By the way, big beard bro, can you teach me your powers?" Grog questioned getting fired up. Meanwhile Roland smirked in response to his earlier words, throwing a jab the old man's way. "Playing pirates? ... that's funny of you to say. Ex-Pirate?"

Chinjao smiled in response. "Not ex. Not anymore."

The large man pushed off of the ground at massively hypersonic speeds, aiming his pointed head towards Roland as he intended to headbutt him with killing intent, while activating his precognition path in preparation for if Grog decided to intervene. His most powerful technique was now unleashed. The attack that split the ice continent.

"Hasssssshoooooken Ogi: Kiryu Kirikugi!"

101-119: 4. City Block Level + +S: +5 +2(CoA)=11. Small Continent Level

Infinity · Jul 24, 2024

Kano Country #20
@Dream

[Cú Chulainn vs. Yamato]

"Let's see if you can keep up with this version of me!" Yamato said in a gruff voice.

"Right back at ya' you furry Oden!" The Vampirate replied, recovering quickly from Yamato's sudden power boost.

She swung her Kanabo at Cu Chulainn's muscular body, intending to smash into him with enough force to shatter a mountain and then some! The Vampirate answered in kind, swinging his arm in multiple directions, before summoning a purple dragon brimming with power. The two attacks collided unleashing concussive blast of air that blew away everything around them. A combination of dust, leaves and earth kicked up, polluting their surroundings as the ground below them gave way as a result of the pressure of their might. Yamato's mask cracked, small black sparks of armanment leaked her kanobo, intermingling with the purple ooze-like dragon conjured from the tip of the Vampirate's spear. Their test of strength eventually ended. Both attacks cancelled each other out, sending them flying backwards, leaving drops of liquid all over the forest floor as well as on Yamato's clothing.

She landed on her feet, skidding backwards a metre or two before digging her Kanabo into the earth to stop her momentum. She could feel a tingling sensation in her arms as a result of the clash. Cu Chulainn was strong. She gripped her weapon tighter with her right hand, before using her left to reach for her mask, tearing off the broken garment before throwing it to the ground, followed by her ripping off her sleeves, making her kimono more fitting for battle.

"This is a test to determine whether the protector of Wano is capable of doing her job!" She said to herself, her body briming with excitement. She lifted up her Kanabo with confidence. "Come on Takeru! Let's show this guy what we've got!" she exclaimed, baring her fangs.

Unknown to her however, the purple ooze began to emit a cloudly steam on her body, working it's way into her flesh as it entered her bloodstream. There was more to the Vampirates techniques than a flashy appearance. An aching pain began to wrack her muscle tissue, leaving her shocked. She grunted in pain.

"W-What is this?" Yamato said inbetween pants.

She dropped to one knee as the pain began to intensify. My nerves feel like they're on fire! Is this...poison!?

Infinity · Jul 24, 2024

Kano Country #21
@Dream
[Doctor Dennis Kurama and Namor McKenzie vs Don Sai]

Sai searched in vain, unable to find the one who attacked the pacifista from Fox Hound. The Happo Navy Commander looked behind of him with stoic expression, feeling the tremors that resulted from the battles that raged on the other parts of the forests. Dust, debris and leaves polluted the air above him as things began to intensify. His cape flapped violently from the gust of wind that travelled from their new ally's side of the fight.

"Everyone is doing their best. I have to work harder to find this escaped one. It would be a failure on my part if he interfered with the other's fights. They're counting on me." Sai tightened his grip on his polearm weapon. They last time they were under attack, Sai had failed miserably to drive off the marines. There won't be a second moment of dissapointment. He was stronger! The threat of the Vampirates would be repelled without question!

He turned around to continue his search before stopping abruptly. He turned his gaze to his right, having sensed two unknown figures in the thicket of bushes and trees. Namor calmy and confidently made his way towards the commander, with Dennis Kurama following closely behind of him. Sai turned to fully face them.

"I don't know your companion, but I know you. $700,000,000 Bounty; Prince Namor of the Silver Vampirates." Sai lifted his polearm and aimed the bladed end towards the duo.

"I'll give you one last chance! You've declared war and brought danger to the Country of Kano! Leave now, before I bathe the earth in your blood!"

Sai
84
84×5 = 420
Strength: 64+32+5 = 101
Speed: 64+32+5= 101
101×2 = 202
Reaction Speed: 101
Movement Speed:101
Vitality: 72+32+5= 101
101×2=202
Durability: 101
Stamina: 101
Haki: 100 = 100
100×2= 200
Armanment Haki(Offensive):100
Observation Haki(Precognition): 100
Martial Arts: 100
-Hasshoken: 100+20
-Polearm: 100
+20 Boost:
-20

Dream · Jul 28, 2024

KANO COUNTRY
[Don Chinjao vs Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw]

Post # 22 - @Infinity

As Chinjao launched himself at Roland with hypersonic speed, his pointed head gleaming with concentrated Haki, Roland's mind raced. He had faced many powerful opponents before, but Chinjao's reputation and raw power were formidable.

“Here we go,” Roland thought, with his Observation Haki flaring up like a sixth sense on overdrive. The world around him slowed just a tad, enough to sidestep Chinjao's deadly headbutt. “Nice try, shiny head!” he quipped as he reached to load a special kind of bullet as he unloaded a Haki-infused bullet to keep him dancing.

Roland Gunsling = 100 = Large Building Level
1 of 5 S+ Bullets = +5
+2 Hardening
Total DPR = Large Country Level

Chinjao distracted? Perfect! Time for Grog’s moment of glory. Grog charged forward, feeling the ground tremble beneath my feet. “Chinjao! Meet my best friend, AXE!” he roared, with his battle cry shaking the trees. “ᚡᚨᛚᚺᚨᛚᛚᚨ'ᛋ ᚨᚱᚱᛁᚡᚨᛚ!”

Grog leaped into the air with his axe descending like a thunderbolt aimed right at Chinjao’s noggin to alleviate his attack at Roland. “Heave ho!”

Grog Str = 100 = Large Building Level
S+ = +5
+2 Hardening
Total DPR = Large Country Level

Small Continent vs x2 Large Country Level
Result = Attack is 1 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 5 DPR
Small Continent - 5 DPR = City Level

Roland Dura = 81 = DPR 2 or more higher than dura: super effective
Grog Dura = 100 = DPR 1 higher than dura: quite effective

The ground beneath them shook violently as it absorbed the combined force of Grog's and Roland's attacks. For a moment, it seemed to hold steady, but then it cracked and shattered, sending debris flying. A sharp pain sliced through Roland, causing a gush of blood as he was blown backward, yet he managed to stay on one knee, dust swirling around him.

Grog fared slightly better, though he was still sent flying back with a tingling sensation coursing through his body. He quickly shrugged it off, gripping his axe tightly and keeping his eyes focused on the scene. As the dust began to settle, the aftermath of their fierce clash slowly came into view.

As the duo stood up, they locked eyes with Grog, their determination unwavering. Roland, despite the blood still dripping from his wound, drew himself up to his full height, his breathing steadying as he regained his vigor. Grog, gripping his axe with a fierce resolve, met their gaze with an equally intense focus. The dust began to settle, revealing the battleground littered with the remnants of their fierce clash. The air was thick with tension, every muscle in their bodies coiled and ready for the next exchange. The conflict was far from over, and each combatant was prepared to give it their all.

Changing the text like how in Palla with the Key for this post/conflict

Roland Sparda	This is Roland's text color
Grog	This is Grog's text color

Dream · Jul 28, 2024

KANO COUNTRY
[Doctor Dennis Kurama and Namor McKenzie vs Don Sai]

Post # 23 - @Infinity

In the dim light filtering through the dense forest canopy, Kurama's sharp eyes assessed the situation with the precision of a master strategist. The winds carried the scent of conflict, an orchestra of chaos that played to his analytical mind. Beside him, Namor strode forward with the arrogance befitting a king, his presence an imposing force that demanded attention.

Kurama's thoughts raced as Sai, the Happo Navy Commander, leveled his polearm towards them. There was no room for error. Every move, every word, had to be calculated to turn the tide in their favor.

"Namor," Kurama said in a low voice, his eyes never leaving Sai. "His resolve is strong, but he is blinded by his duty. We must exploit that."

Namor's lip curled in a smirk, acknowledging Kurama's insight. Kurama knew the prince's swagger was not just for show; it was a weapon, a psychological edge that could unsettle their opponents.

As Sai declared his ultimatum, Kurama stepped forward, his demeanor calm and collected. "Commander Sai," he began, his voice smooth and steady, "your dedication to your country is admirable. But understand this: we have not come here to bring ruin, but to seek what rightfully belongs to us."

His words were carefully chosen, designed to sow doubt and hesitation. Kurama continued, "Think about your people. A full-scale battle will only bring suffering. Is that the future you desire for Kano?"

Namor's eyes flicked to Kurama, appreciating the fox's cunning approach. But diplomacy had its limits. Namor's kingdom, his very essence, was built on power and dominance. The time for words was ending.

"Kurama, your restraint is commendable, but I have little patience for those who threaten my people," Namor declared, stepping forward. His voice was regal, dripping with authority and disdain. "Commander Sai, your threats are empty before the might of the Silver Vampirates."

Namor's wings twitched, and he spread his arms, making himself an even larger, more imposing figure. "I am Namor, the Prince of the Sea! Your polearm is but a twig before the power I wield."

He allowed the silence to stretch, letting the weight of his words sink in. Then, with a voice like thunder, he proclaimed, "Kano will not fall to ruin by our hand, but should you stand in our way, you will find the sea's fury unleashed upon you!"

Namor’s arrogance was not without merit; it was a calculated display to shake the resolve of their opponent. He knew Kurama would exploit any hesitation in Sai, but sometimes, overwhelming force and confidence were needed to break an enemy's spirit.

Kurama sensed the subtle shift in Sai's stance. The commander's grip tightened on his polearm, but there was a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Kurama seized the moment.

"Consider our offer, Commander Sai," Kurama said, his tone a blend of logic and empathy. "A temporary retreat is not a defeat. It is a chance to protect your people and reassess your strategies."

Namor's gaze bore into Sai, a silent promise of the destruction that awaited should he refuse. "The choice is yours," Namor added, his voice a growl. "Peace or bloodshed. Decide quickly."

The forest seemed to hold its breath, waiting for Sai's response. Kurama and Namor stood united, a blend of intellect and raw power, ready to adapt to whatever the commander chose.

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Namor	This is Namor's text
Kurama	This is Kurama's text

Dream · Jul 30, 2024

KANO COUNTRY
[Cú Chulainn vs. Yamato]

Post 24 - @Infinity

The collision of our attacks sent shockwaves through the forest, a testament to our power. I felt the thrill of battle course through my veins, a primal satisfaction that only comes from facing a worthy opponent. Yamato, the protector of Wano, was indeed formidable. But she had no idea what she was up against.

I watched her land gracefully, her defiance evident even as she struggled with the tingling in her arms. She tore off her mask and sleeves, a sign she was ready to get serious. Good. I wouldn't have it any other way. My reptilian eyes narrowed, taking in every detail of her movements, every nuance of her stance. She was determined, confident. But there was a hint of something else—a vulnerability that I intended to exploit.

She didn't notice it at first, too focused on the fight. But soon, the effects began to show. Her face twisted in pain, her body trembling. She fell to one knee, confusion and shock in her eyes.

Infinity said:
"W-What is this?"

she gasped, her voice strained.

"Poison, my dear Yamato," I said, stepping forward. "Did you think my power was all flash and no substance? That would be a grave mistake."

She struggled to rise, her body betraying her as the poison worked its way through her system. I could see the fire in her eyes dimming, replaced by desperation.

"This is a test to determine whether the protector of Wano is capable of doing her job!" she had declared earlier, but now it seemed the protector was in need of protection herself.

I relished the sight, the proof of my superiority. But I wasn't done yet. This battle wasn't over until she was completely broken.

"Come on, Yamato. Show me what you've got," I taunted, twirling my spear. "Or is this the best the protector of Wano can do?"

I laughed, a cold, reptilian sound. "We'll see about that. But for now, feel the wrath of Cú Chulainn, the true beast in this battle."

And with that, I lunged forward, ready to continue our deadly dance.

God_Usopun · Aug 31, 2024

KANO COUNTRY #1
@Dream

[Don Chinjao vs. Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw]

Don Chinjao stood amidst the settling dust, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed the aftermath of the clash. The ground beneath him was scarred from the powerful attacks that had collided moments ago, and the air was tense. His breathing was steady, though a few deep cuts on his body bled through his clothes. Despite his age, the old warrior remained a formidable presence. His muscles still coiled like a spring, ready to unleash another devastating blow.

Roland's bullet had been no ordinary projectile. It had pierced through the air with deadly precision, infused with Haki so potent that it left a stinging sensation even after impact. Chinjao could feel the lingering effects of the shot, a testament to Roland's skills as a gunslinger. Grog's axe had been equally formidable, crashing against him with a force that would have felled a lesser man. But Chinjao was no ordinary man; he was a legend, and his body had endured far worse.

Despite the pain, Chinjao's face glowed. "Heh, not bad... not bad at all," he muttered, his voice a low rumble that echoed through the clearing. He hadn't felt this alive in years. These two warriors had proven themselves worthy opponents, which only fueled his determination.

Drawing a deep breath, Chinjao straightened, channeling his Haki into his pointed head again. The air around him vibrated as he prepared for the next round. His Observation Haki was sharp, his mind calculating his opponents' next moves. Roland and Grog might be strong, but Chinjao had decades of experience and the fierce will of a man who had seen countless battles.

"You've got guts, I'll give you that," Chinjao called out, his voice carrying over the battlefield. "But don't think for a second that you've got me beat!"

With a powerful push, Chinjao dashed forward, his speed undiminished by the wounds he had sustained. His head, hardened by Haki, gleamed in the sunlight as he charged at Roland and Grog, the ground quaking beneath his feet. This time, he wasn't just attacking; he was testing their mettle, probing for weaknesses, and preparing to unleash the full might of his Hasshoken.

As he closed in, Chinjao feinted, making it seem like he was aiming for Roland again. But at the last second, he pivoted, spinning around to launch a devastating headbutt towards Grog. "Let's see how you handle this!" he roared, his voice filled with battle fury.

The shockwave from his attack reverberated through the air, threatening to shatter anything in its path. Chinjao knew that even if Grog managed to block or dodge, the sheer force of the blow would leave him reeling.

Reaction/Movement Speed: 101 Sub-realistic Speed

Attack Potency: Level 4 (City Block Level) + 2 (Haki) = Level 6 (City Level)

Dream · Sep 1, 2024

KANO COUNTRY

Post 25 - @God_Usopun

Roland’s sharp eyes tracked Don Chinjao's every movement, but even with his Observation Haki, the old warrior’s speed was astonishing. For a moment, Chinjao was almost a blur, his sudden burst of velocity just a hair faster than Roland could comfortably follow. Still, a sly grin curled at the corner of Roland's mouth as he spun his revolver with a casual ease that belied the tension in the air.

“Quick on your feet, old man,” Roland thought, the words lingering at the edge of his mind as he adjusted his stance, muscles coiled like springs. “But speed’s just another string in the dance—timing’s what really matters.”

Across the battlefield, Grog, a short distance away, braced himself like a mountain of muscle, undaunted by the rapid approach of Chinjao. The two had never fought side by side before, but the situation had forced them into an uneasy alliance. Grog’s wild, almost goofy grin spread across his face as Chinjao’s head barreled toward him with lethal intent. His massive hands gripped the haft of his axe with the certainty of a man who trusted in his own strength above all else.

“Ahaha! Ye think yer head’s tougher than me axe, do ya? I’ll crack it open like a nut!” Grog’s bellow echoed across the clearing, his voice thick with fearless confidence. In his mind, the battle was simple—smash, crush, break. He wasn’t one for overthinking.

As Chinjao's head closed in, Grog swung his axe with explosive force, aiming directly at Chinjao’s head as he encompassed his resolve with haki flowing into his axe.

"ᚡᚨᛚᚺᚨᛚᛚᚨ'ᛋ ᛖᚾᛞ ᛁᛋ ᚾᛁᚷᚺ!"

Grog Str = 100 (Large Building Level) + DPR A (+3) + CoA (2) = Island Level

Grog's Island Level vs Chinjao's City Level = Town Level gets sent back to Chinjao

Attack is 2 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 3~DPR

The impact was thunderous. The axe met Chinjao’s headbutt with a force that sent shockwaves rippling through the air. The ground quaked beneath them as the collision of their attacks created a violent backlash, the sheer energy of their strikes forcing Chinjao to stagger backward. The force of Grog’s blow combined with the shockwaves from Chinjao’s headbutt pushed him back several paces, his formidable presence momentarily faltering.

Roland’s eyes flicked between Chinjao and Grog, calculating the precise moment to act. With the opening created by the clash, Roland took his shot. A bullet rang out from his revolver, imbued with potent Haki, aimed at Chinjao’s ankle—the one area where even the fastest movement could falter. It wasn’t a killing blow, just a reminder that brute strength alone wasn’t the only factor in this battle.

Roland Gunslinging = 100 (Large Building Level) + A rank bullet (+3) + CoA (+2) = Island Level

“Now, now, big guy,” Roland called out, his voice light, almost teasing, even as his eyes remained sharp, every muscle poised for the next move.

“Try not to break him too quickly. We’re just getting to the good part!”

Grog’s laugh thundered through the clearing, a deep, booming sound filled with both joy and menace. “Break him? I’ll just be tenderizin’ him for ya, gunslinger!” His eyes shone with the reckless abandon of a warrior who lived for moments like this, his axe still vibrating from the recent clash.

Despite their lack of familiarity with one another, Roland and Grog moved in chaotic harmony—Roland, the cunning trickster, always a few steps ahead in his mind, and Grog, the unstoppable force, charging forward with a grin that promised devastation. Chinjao’s speed might have given him the edge for now, but Roland and Grog were far from done. The air was thick with tension, a volatile mix of strategy and raw power, as these two unlikely allies faced down the legendary warrior. Even with the grin and banter, there was a serious determination in their eyes—a silent, unspoken promise to Chinjao that this fight would be one he wouldn’t soon forget.

God_Usopun · Sep 5, 2024

KANO COUNTRY #2
@Dream

[Don Chinjao vs. Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw]

The battlefield trembled under the force of the clash. Don Chinjao's legendary headbutt crashed into Grog's mighty axe, creating a storm of shockwaves that rippled outward, sending dust and debris into the air. Chinjao felt the raw power of Grog's strength pushing him back, a force unlike any he'd encountered in years. The massive warrior's brute strength, coupled with his haki-enhanced axe, was enough to overwhelm even Chinjao's hardened skull for the moment.

Yet the old warrior wasn't deterred. His eyes narrowed as he staggered backward from the impact, calculating the next move. His vast experience in battle, combined with his mastery of haki, allowed him to assess the situation in the blink of an eye. Despite Grog's raw power, Chinjao still had a few tricks. Hasshoken was a power born from ancient mastery and had served him well over the decades.

Before he could fully regain his footing, though, Roland's sharp eyes spotted the momentary vulnerability.

The bullet sped through the air with deadly accuracy, piercing the space between them with the precision of a master marksman. Chinjao's Observation Haki flared in response, giving him just enough warning to twist his body. The bullet grazed his ankle instead of hitting it dead on, but the force of the Haki-infused projectile sent a sharp jolt of pain up his leg. Chinjao winced slightly, his eyes flashing with irritation.

"Cunning trickster," he muttered, momentarily shifting his focus to Roland.

But the pain in his ankle wasn't enough to slow him down. Don Chinjao had faced stronger enemies in his prime, and his resolve had never wavered. With a fierce roar, he planted his feet firmly on the ground, his stance broad and powerful. The air around him crackled with energy as he activated his Armament Haki to its fullest, coating his entire body in dense, impenetrable armor.

The old warrior's focus sharpened, and his mind cleared. He couldn't afford to underestimate these two any longer. Grog's raw power and Roland's precision made them a formidable duo, and if he didn't start taking this seriously, they might overpower him.

"Alright, you two," Chinjao growled, his voice filled with the weight of countless battles. "You've pushed me this far... but now it's my turn!"

With a sudden burst of speed, Chinjao surged forward again, this time targeting Roland. He feinted a strike toward Grog, but in the blink of an eye, he redirected his momentum, his haki-coated head aimed directly at Roland's torso. He moved like a charging bull, his body leaving cracks in the ground beneath him as he barreled forward.

Durability: Level 6 + 1 (Haki) = Level 7
*DPR 2 or more below dura: Not very effective ( clash with the axe )
*DPR 2 or more higher than dura: super effective ( the bullet that grazed him. He ignored the pain, and this is a setup for the development of the fight)

Reaction/Movement Speed: 101 Sub-realistic Speed

Attack Potency: Level 4 (City Block Level) + 3(A) + 2 (Haki) = Level 9 (Small Country Level)

Dream · Sep 8, 2024

KANO COUNTRY

Post 26 - @God_Usopun

Roland’s eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and amusement as he watched Chinjao stagger back from the force of Grog’s strike. The old warrior was tough, no doubt about it—Roland could see that in the way Chinjao absorbed the hit, his experience in countless battles evident in every movement. But even a veteran like Chinjao wasn’t invincible, and Roland had no intention of letting this opportunity slip by.

“Gotcha,” Roland muttered under his breath, his revolver already aimed and ready. He saw the opening, a split-second vulnerability as Chinjao tried to regain his footing. With practiced ease, he fired, the Haki-infused bullet slicing through the air with deadly precision.

Chinjao’s Observation Haki flared just in time, allowing him to twist away, but not fast enough to avoid the bullet completely. It grazed his ankle, sending a jolt of pain up his leg, and Roland caught the flicker of irritation in the old warrior’s eyes. “Cunning trickster,” Chinjao muttered, his gaze briefly locking onto Roland.

Roland couldn’t resist a chuckle, twirling his revolver with a flourish before holstering it. “Oh, come now, old man,” he said with a playful tone, though his eyes remained sharp. “I’d hate for you to think I was all brawn and no brains. Gotta keep things interesting, right?”

But as the dust settled, and Chinjao planted his feet firmly, Roland’s expression subtly shifted. He watched the old warrior’s body crackle with energy as Armament Haki coated him entirely, and the realization hit him like a freight train.

'This guy’s not just tough—he’s a damn tank. That little nick on his ankle was just an annoyance. If we don’t keep the pressure on, he’s going to steamroll right over us.'

Roland’s mind raced as Chinjao surged forward with renewed vigor. “I need to pull out something stronger,” he thought, his hand hovering near his revolver. He knew his standard bullets wouldn’t be enough to keep Chinjao at bay, not when the old man was charging up with full Armament Haki.

He quickly reached into his belt, fingers brushing against a particular set of bullets he kept for situations just like this. Haki-infused and with a bit more bite, these rounds were meant to penetrate the toughest defenses, to hurt where it counted.

“Alright, let’s see how you like this,” Roland mused internally, swapping out his regular ammo for the more powerful rounds.

As he loaded his revolver, Roland’s Awareness Haki pulsed, catching the subtle shift in Chinjao’s stance. It wasn’t much—just a flicker of intent, a ripple in the air—but it was enough to make Roland tense. Chinjao was faster than he’d anticipated, his movements just a hair’s breadth beyond what Roland could fully track. The old man’s experience and raw speed made him a dangerous opponent, even with Roland’s heightened senses.

Chinjao’s roar reverberated through the battlefield as he surged forward with renewed vigor. Roland’s grin widened as he watched the veteran warrior charge. But then, with a swift feint toward Grog, Chinjao shifted direction, barreling straight toward Roland with the full weight of his Haki-coated head aimed at the gunslinger’s torso.

Roland’s mind raced as he saw the attack coming. Chinjao was moving like a charging bull, the ground cracking beneath his feet with every step. Roland could almost hear the tension in the air, a symphony of violence that was about to reach its crescendo.

'Just barely... I’ve got to move now!'

With a quick step to the side, Roland aimed to dodge the direct hit, his hand now gripping the revolver loaded with the stronger rounds, ready to counter with something that would truly sting.

But Grog wasn’t about to let Roland face the attack alone. With a fierce battle cry, he lunged forward, his massive axe crackling with Armament Haki. “Over here, ya big oaf! Leave the little tricks to him—I’m the one ya gotta worry about!” Grog’s Haki-infused axe came down with brutal force, aiming to intercept Chinjao’s charge head-on.

"ᚡᚨᛚᚺᚨᛚᛚᚨ'ᛋ ᚨᚱᚱᛁᚡᚨ"

At the same moment, Roland fired his newly loaded bullet, this time aiming for Chinjao’s shoulder. The bullet, now with a stronger Haki infusion, sped toward its target, its trajectory perfectly timed to hit just as Grog’s axe closed in. The combination of their attacks was a deadly pincer—Grog’s raw power and Roland’s upgraded precision converging on Chinjao in an attempt to thwart his advance.

The battlefield was a storm of clashing wills—Roland’s cunning, Grog’s brute strength, and Chinjao’s indomitable resolve as neither Roland nor Grog intended to back down.

Roland:
>Observation Haki: (Awareness Path) 89

Mastery	Primary Path
1-100	The user can sense anything within (Mastery x 2) meters of themselves when CoO is activated. Adds sensing emotions, killing intent, power level, and general health. At 81+, sensory ability becomes passive within half the user’s maximum range.

89 x 2 = 178 meters

Roland DPR:
Roland = 100 (Large Building Level) + DPR S (+4) + CoA (+2) = Small Country (though will have Roland being pushed back due to the size and momentum of Chinjao)

Grog DPR
Grog Str = 100 (Large Building Level) + DPR S (+4) + CoA (+2) = Small Country

Result = Equal in Clash, though will have Roland being pushed back and leave Grog's DPR to you

Roland, still feeling the lingering effects of the pushback, took a deep breath, his mind already calculating the next move. He could feel the weight of the battle pressing down on him, but he wasn’t about to give in. Not now.

God_Usopun · Sep 14, 2024

KANO COUNTRY #3
@Dream

[Don Chinjao vs. Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw]

Don Chinjao stood amidst the swirling dust and debris, breathing steadily despite the accumulation of wounds from the fierce battle. The old warrior's eyes narrowed, a glint of respect mingled with determination.

"Heh, you brats are better than I expected," Chinjao muttered, a faint grin forming beneath his beard. "But don't think you've seen everything this old man can do."

Deciding to escalate the confrontation, Chinjao began channeling his Haki into his pointed head. A dark, shimmering aura enveloped his head as he focused his hardening. The air around him seemed to vibrate rawly, and the ground beneath his feet cracked slightly under the pressure.

Drawing upon his mastery of Hasshoken, Chinjao prepared to unleash one of his most powerful techniques. With a deep breath, he crouched slightly before launching himself high into the air. As he ascended, he spun rapidly, his Haki-infused head transforming into a deadly drill. Vibrations from his Hasshoken amplified the destructive potential of his attack, causing shockwaves to ripple outward.

"Hasshoken Ogi: Kiryu Kirikugi!" he roared, his voice echoing like thunder across the battlefield.

Chinjao's keen eyes locked onto his opponents from his aerial vantage point. Activating his observation Haki, he honed in on their positions, aiming to anticipate any evasive maneuvers they might attempt. He intended to descend upon them with overwhelming force, hoping to break through any defenses they could muster.

"These young warriors have spirit," Chinjao thought. "But let's see how they handle the full might of my Hasshoken combined with my Haki."

As he began his rapid descent, the sheer power of his spinning attack intensified. The atmosphere around him warped, and the wind howled with the force of his descent. Chinjao focused his attack precisely, aiming to strike at the optimal point to maximize impact. The ground below trembled as he closed in, the energy of his attack promising significant impact upon contact.

"This is it," he declared inwardly. "Let's settle this!"

Reaction/Movement Speed: 101 Sub-realistic Speed

Attack Potency: Level 4 (City Block Level) + 4(S) + 2 (Haki) = Level 10 (Small Country Level)

Dream · Sep 15, 2024

KANO COUNTRY

Post 27 - @God_Usopun

As Chinjao ascended into the air, spinning with terrifying speed and raw power, Roland’s senses screamed in alarm. His Awareness Haki pulsed, barely managing to track the old man’s movements. The swirling winds from Chinjao’s drill-like descent sent tremors through the battlefield, and Roland knew they were in deep trouble.

"This old geezer’s faster than I thought... way faster," Roland thought, eyes narrowing as he calculated their next move. His Haki was picking up Chinjao’s intent, but just barely. If they didn’t act now, Chinjao’s attack would flatten them both.

“Oi, big guy,” Roland called out to Grog, twirling his revolver with a sharp grin, masking the serious edge in his tone. “Hope you’ve got something solid up your sleeve because this fella’s coming in hot, and I’d rather not end up as a pancake.”

Grog, oblivious to Roland’s sarcasm, let out a hearty laugh, hefting his axe with both hands. "Ha! Let 'im come! I’ll split that head of his in two!" His Viking-like bravado was unshaken, the battle fueling his spirit. But even he could feel the weight of Chinjao’s descent, the ground beneath him trembling as the warrior hurtled toward them.

Roland’s mind raced. "This ain’t gonna be enough," he thought as he holstered his revolver and reached for a different bullet—one he had saved for just these kinds of moments. "That last shot barely slowed him down. I need something that’ll hit harder."

He quickly loaded a Haki-infused bullet, his strongest round yet, while his sharp eyes flicked back to Chinjao, whose rapid descent was closing in fast. "This guy’s not just tough—he’s a damn tank. That little nick on his ankle was just an annoyance. If we don’t keep the pressure on, he’s going to steamroll right over us."

With Chinjao descending like a storm, Roland timed it perfectly. His finger tightened on the trigger as he took aim. The plan was simple: create enough of a distraction for Grog to land a critical hit. Roland could tell Grog’s brute strength might just be enough if Chinjao’s momentum could be slowed down.

“Let’s see how you handle this!” Roland fired, the powerful Haki-infused bullet aimed directly at Chinjao’s shoulder, where the weight of his spinning attack seemed most vulnerable. He felt the recoil instantly, the powerful shot cutting through the air, but Chinjao’s momentum didn’t slow much. The bullet hit, sending a ripple through Chinjao’s body, but the force of the spinning warrior still barreled toward them.

Roland = 100 (Large Building Level) + DPR S (+4) + CoA (+2) = Small Country

See below DPR Spoiler tag for Clash

Grog, meanwhile, was grinning like a madman. "Yer fancy bullets won’t stop him, gunslinger!" he shouted, charging forward with his axe raised high. “But this will!”

As Chinjao closed in, Grog leaped with all his might, his massive form meeting Chinjao head-on. The Viking roared with reckless abandon, his axe coated in Armament Haki, swinging down with the full weight of his strength and spirit thus creating a close range projectile.

" ᚡᛖðᚱᚠöᛚᚾᛁᚱ! "

Grog Attack Potency = Grog Str = 100 (Large Building Level) + DPR S (+4) + CoA (+2) = Small Country x2

God_Usopun said:
Attack Potency: Level 4 (City Block Level) + 4(S) + 2 (Haki) = Level 10 (Small Country Level)

Despite it's two Small Country level attacks will have it where its equal in footing with Chinjao's attack

Result=Draw = Equal DPR: Attacks cancel each other out, though the area around the clash may still take damage.

The moment of collision was deafening. Grog’s Haki-enhanced axe smashed into Chinjao’s drill-like headbutt, sending a shockwave of force and vibrations through the battlefield. The impact was so intense that it created a powerful gust of wind, knocking back debris and dust, even causing Roland to slide back a few feet.

“Not bad, big guy,” Roland muttered, sliding to a halt. His own shot had landed just before Grog’s attack, and the combined force of the bullet and axe strike seemed to do the trick.

Chinjao, though fast and relentless, was momentarily pushed back, his momentum interrupted by the clash of Grog’s raw power and Roland’s pinpoint shot. The old warrior staggered, surprise flashing in his eyes as he was forced to retreat a few steps.

Roland grinned, spinning his revolver and slipping another bullet into the chamber. “You’re tougher than you look, Chinjao,” he called out, his voice carrying that ever-present edge of playfulness, masking the seriousness of the situation. “But we’ve got a few tricks of our own.”

Grog, breathing heavily but still brimming with energy, pointed his axe at Chinjao, a wide grin on his face. “You want more, old man? Come on then! We ain’t finished yet!”

Roland, his sharp eyes still tracking every movement of Chinjao with his Awareness Haki, couldn’t help but feel a flicker of admiration for the old warrior. “He’s faster than anything I’ve seen in a while,” Roland thought. “But he’s not invincible. We’ve got him on the ropes—now we just need to finish the job.”

Roland exchanged a glance with Grog, the two of them sharing an unspoken understanding. They didn’t know each other, hadn’t fought together before, but they both knew one thing: Chinjao wasn’t going down easy.

“Well,” Roland said, adjusting his revolver, “this is shaping up to be one hell of a fight.”

God_Usopun · Oct 5, 2024

KANO COUNTRY #4
@Dream

[Don Chinjao vs. Roland Sparda and Grog Strongjaw]

Don Chinjao stood amidst the wreckage, his chest rising and falling with deep, controlled breaths. Blood trickled from cuts and bruises, but his gaze remained sharp and focused.

“These two… they’re stronger than I expected.” He narrowed his eyes, assessing his opponents with the wisdom only decades of experience could provide. Roland’s precision and Grog’s raw power were a formidable combination. Each of their attacks had pushed him closer to his limit, a feat few in his long career had managed.

Despite the fierce grin on his face, Chinjao knew he was in a precarious position. His Observation Haki, finely attuned to their every move, warned him of their unwavering resolve. They weren’t going to back down easily. “If I keep fighting like this, I’ll just wear myself out. Can’t let my pride turn me into an old fool.”

He glanced at the terrain, deep gouges carved into the earth, trees splintered into fragments, and dust swirling from violent exchanges. Roland’s revolver gleamed ominously, and Grog’s monstrous frame practically vibrated with anticipation. Chinjao’s instincts screamed at him to keep pushing, to crush them with his overwhelming might. But he knew better. This wasn’t the time to give in to reckless fury.

Chinjao took a slow breath, feeling the pulse of his Hasshoken vibrating through his body, a reminder of the raw power he wielded. Yet he also felt the strain of the prolonged battle in his bones. He couldn’t afford to let this fight drag on. “They think they’ve cornered me,” he mused, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “But a true warrior knows when to fight… and when to step back.”

He straightened his posture, lifting his head high. His voice, still strong and commanding despite the bruises and cuts, boomed across the clearing. “You two have proven yourselves worthy opponents. I haven’t fought like this in years.” His gaze flickered between Roland and Grog, lingering for a moment on each as if committing their faces to memory.

Chinjao planted his feet firmly and unleashed a sudden, forceful leap, propelling himself backward with a speed that belied his age. The ground splintered beneath his feet, sending debris flying as he created distance between himself and his opponents.