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  Rewinding a bit, on Nami's side...

  She stood across from the dangerous CP9 agent Kalifa. Nami knew she had to rely on her wits to win this fight—Kalifa was faster and more experienced, but Nami had her new Clima-Tact, and with it, a pn. As Kalifa smirked, crag her whip in the air, Nami took a deep breath, grippiaff tightly.

  Kalifa’s whip shed out first, the on whistling through the air with lethal speed. Nami barely dodged, rolling to the side as the whip sliced into the floor, sending debris flying. “You ’t dodge forever, little girl,” Kalifa taunted, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.

  Nami smirked back, raising her Clima-Tact. “Who said anything about dodging?” With a flick of her wrist, she created small clouds that crackled with electricity, the beginnings of a storm f between her and Kalifa.

  Kalifa chuckled, not impressed by the small clouds. “Cute trick,” she sneered, before kig off with Soru, disappearing from sight.

  Nami’s eyes widened, but she didn’t panistead, she used her Mirage Tempo to blur her position, creating a shifting illusion of herself. When Kalifa reappeared behind her, whip crag through the air, Nami’s image shimmered, dodging the blow with a quick step.

  “You’ll have to try harder than that!” Nami taunted, her voice eg as the mirage moved rapidly around the battlefield.

  Kalifa's eyebrow twitched. “We’ll see how long you keep running,” she hissed, flig her wrist to unleash a series of rapid strikes with her whip. Eae sliced through the air, aiming for Nami’s shifting form, but none ected. The illusion danced around her, keepi bay.

  Annoyed, Kalifa flicked her whip toward a rge stone pilr, the on coiling around it before she ya down with a powerful pull. The stone crumbled, colpsing towards Nami's mirage.

  For a moment, Nami seemed trapped uhe falling debris, but her image shimmered again. She had moved, the real Nami already positioning herself farther back, keeping her distance as Kalifa cursed under her breath.

  “That trick’s not going to work forever,” Kalifa snapped. She adjusted her stance, a grin spreading across her face. “Let’s see how you hahis.” Her body gleamed as she activated her Devil Fruit ability, her skin being slippery and shining like soap. With a simple touch of her hand, a bubble appeared in her palm, and she hurled it toward Nami’s st known position.

  Kalifa flicked her wrist, releasing a swarm of soap bubbles toward Nami. The bubbles expanded on impact, coating Nami in a slick, shiny yer. “Golden Hour!” Kalifa decred with a smirk, watg as the soap began to drain Nami’s strength and impair her movements. Nami’s legs wobbled as the strength left her, and her body felt heavier, her muscles uo respond as usual. Her skin shimmered unnaturally, smooth and shiny, as the slippery bubbles coated her pletely.

  Nami tried to stand her ground, but her legs buckled, sending her crashing to the ground with a gasp. Her hands slipped on the soapy floor, her grip loosening on the Clima-Tact as it cttered uselessly to the side. She gritted her teeth, frustration bubbling up as she tried to fight the effects.

  Kalifa sauntered hing at Nami’s struggle. “You ’t even stand, you?” she teased, twirling her whip zily in one hand. “My Awa Awa no Mi has drained all your strength. You’re as helpless as a baby. And now, yoing to be a shiny little doll.”

  Nami’s body trembled, her muscles refusing to cooperate as she attempted to push herself up. She knew Kalifa wasn’t bluffirength was slipping away with every sed. But she wasn’t about to give up. Her eyes flickered toward the Clima-Tact just out of reach, and she wracked her brain for a pn.

  Kalifa, overfident and sure of her victory, stepped closer. “You’re finished,” she decred, coiling her whip, ready to strike. "Not even that little toy of yours will save you."

  Nami’s hand twitched, brushing against the Clima-Tact. The small clouds she had created earlier gathered around her, raindrops f and spshing down onto her skin. The water from the rain washed away the slippery soap coating her body, allowing Nami tain some mobility. Kalifa’s smirk faltered as she notiami slowly getting back to her feet.

  “What? How are you—” Kalifa began, her eyes narrowing as Nami stood, her grip tightening around the Clima-Tace again.

  “Yoing tret uimating me,” Nami shot back, her voice steady despite the lingering weakness. She activated the Thunder Charge Tempo, chargiaff with electricity. Kalifa’s expression shifted to one of disbelief as Nami stood tall, ready to fight back.

  Kalifa snarled, whipping her on in the air. “That’s just luck. It won’t save you.” She flicked her wrist, sending another barrage of soap bubbles toward Nami.

  Nami didn’t wait to be hit. She spun the Clima-Ta a circle above her head, using the water from the rain tthen her Mirage Tempo, creating even more ving illusions. Multiple Namis now darted around the battlefield, their forms twisting and shimmering uhe rain.

  Kalifa growled in frustration, swinging her whip wildly at the illusions. “Stop hiding, coward!” she yelled, her whip slig through the air only to pass through one mirage after another.

  “Who’s hiding?” Nami's voice echoed, her real form hidden among the illusions. As Kalifa whirled around, trying to locate her, Nami took her ce, quickly activating a rick from her Clima-Tact. A bolt of electricity shot from the staff, striking Kalifa in the side.

  Kalifa gasped in shock, her body stiffening as the electricity coursed through her, but she mao stay on her feet. “That... won’t work... on me,” she panted, gring at Nami through ched teeth. “I’m just getting started.”

  Nami clicked her tongue in annoyance. Kalifa was tough, and Nami knew she couldn’t afford to let this drag on much longer. She o wear her down, fast.

  Kalifa charged forward, her whip shing out with brutal precision. Nami darted to the side, her Clima-Tact spinning as she activated Mirage Tempo, creating several copies of herself. The real Nami slipped through the fusion, keeping a watchful eye on Kalifa’s movements. The CP9 agent's eyes flicked between the illusions, her frustration growing with each missed strike.

  "Running again?" Kalifa sneered, hurling a bubble toward one of the illusions. The soapy mass expanded on impact, dissolving the mirage into nothing. Kalifa’s whip cracked again, tearing through more illusions, but Nami was already moving.

  Nami turned and sprioward the ter of the battlefield, where Usopp and Chopper were locked in bat with Kumadori. She o find a better envoirment to hid herself while distrag Kalifa with mirages and buy herself time. Kalifa’s whip whistled through the air behind her, slig into the ground as Nami narrowly avoided the attacks.

  Kalifa’s lips curled into a wicked grin as she advanced. "You think you run forever, little mouse?" She flicked her wrist, sending a spray of bubbles toward Nami. The soapy spheres exploded across the ground, coating everything in a slippery mess. Nami stumbled, catg herself just in time.

  Chopper, still in his Arm Point, swung at Kumadori with powerful fists. Kumadori deflected the blows with his staff, grinning wildly as he danced around the battlefield. "Life is suffering!" he decred with a flourish, twirling his on as he evaded another punch from Chopper.

  Sogeking fired off a barrage of Firebird Stars at Kumadori, aiming for his legs. The fmes singed Kumadori’s robe, but the agent moved too fast for a direct hit.

  Nami burst into the their side, her face pale and frantic. "Ahhh! Get away!" she gasped, pointing toward the hallway.

  "Great, more trouble!" Sogeking groaned, gng toward the door.

  Kalifa appeared a moment ter, her whip snapping in the air as she advanced. "Little girl, you’re not getting away this time!" she sneered, her eyes cold.

  Without wasting another sed, Nami darted back out the door, Kalifa hot on her heels. The sound of their footsteps quickly faded, leaving Chopper and Sogeking to face Kumadori alone once more.

  Kalifa scowled, clearly annoyed. "Stop hiding behind those tricks, girl!" she shouted, snapping her whip in frustration. She flicked her wrist again, sending another wave of bubbles at Nami. The soap spread quickly, coating the ground and making it difficult to keep her bance.

  Nami found herself near a destructed area where Sanji and Jabra had fought earlier. The ground was littered with rge and small debris—broken stone pilrs, crumbled walls, and shards of wood—perfect cover. She dashed behind a rger k of stone, using her Mirage Tempo to create several copies of herself, flickering in and out of sight between the rubble.

  Kalifa, trailing closely behind, paused when she saw the illusions scatter. She cracked her whip through the air, snapping it toward one of the mirages. "Tricks again?" Kalifa scoffed, her eyes dartiween the flickering Namis. "You 't hide forever, little mouse."

  Nami crouched low, sweat dripping down her face as she summoned a small cloud above her head with her Clima-Tact, quietly charging it with electricity. Kalifa flicked her wrist, sending another wave of soap bubbles into the debris, coating the ground and debris in slippery foam. Nami slipped slightly but caught herself, her heart rag. Kalifa was relentless, and her Devil Fruit made it even more dangerous to move around.

  As Kalifa advaesting her fruit more, she zily sent soap bubbles out, watg how the surroundings reacted to the slippery foam. She wasn’t rushing; instead, she seemed to enjoy drawing out the fight, trying new ways to use her powers.

  Nami took advantage of the dey, hiding deeper within the debris as her Mirage Tempo created another illusion. Kalifa’s whip shed out again, aiming at the closest mirage, but it passed harmlessly through. "You're just wasting time," Kalifa muttered, clearly irritated.

  Nami grinned from her cover. She couldn't beat Kalifa in close bat, but her illusions and the weather could. She raised her Clima-Tact, quietly preparing Lightning Tempo, charging the storm cloud she had summoned earlier. Small bolts of lightning sparked between her fingers as she stayed hidden, bidiime.

  Kalifa, growing tired of the cat-and-mouse game, unleashed a rger wave of soap bubbles, c the etlefield with a slick sheen. Nami, anticipating this, leaped to another cover, her form shimmering as the Mirage Tempo created another distra. Kalifa’s whip shed out, but Nami stayed just out of reach, her illusions darting from one spot to another.

  Suddenly, Kalifa's attention shifted as a loud roar echoed through the battlefield. Both she and Nami looked toward the sound, seeing Chopper’s massive Monster Point rampaging in the distance. Kalifa’s eyes widened slightly in shock as she watched the hulking figure of Chopper smashing through everything in his path, the sheer force of his blows shaking the eructure.

  Nami took a deep breath, realizing she didn’t have much time before the chaos would spill intht. Kalifa was distracted for just a moment, her eyes fixed on the distant battle. Nami knew she had to act fast.

  She quickly adjusted her Clima-Tact, setting up the final part of her pn. With Kalifa’s back turned, Nami activated Thunder Charge Tempo, sending a surge of electricity into the storm cloud she had created. The cloud crackled and expanded above the battlefield, casting ominous shadows over the broken ground.

  Kalifa turned back, sensing something was off, but it was too te. Nami was already in position behind her, hiding among the debris. She raised her Clima-Tact high, pointing it toward the charged storm cloud above.

  "Thunder Laempo!" Nami shouted.

  A massive bolt of lightning shot down from the cloud, striking Kalifa directly. The CP9 age out a sharp cry as the electricity coursed through her body, her whip falling from her grasp. Her body vulsed from the shock, and she stumbled forward, the soapy ground making it impossible for her tain her bance.

  Kalifa colpsed to her knees, her body twitg from the aftershocks of the lightning strike. Nami emerged from her hiding spot, breathing hard but victorious. She approached Kalifa cautiously, her Clima-Tact still crag with residual electricity.

  Kalifa, gasping for breath, gred up at Nami. "You... brat..." she hissed through gritted teeth, her body trembling from the lingering effects of the lightning.

  Nami didn’t gloat. She simply raised her Clima-Tact again, keeping Kalifa in her sights. "You shouldn’t uimate me," she said, her voice steady.

  Kalifa tried to rise but slipped on the soapy ground again, falling back with a frustrated growl. Nami turned and walked away, leaving Kalifa lying i among the debris.

  Rewinding a little while ago, on Sanji's side...

  Sanji stood in the middle of the destru, the remnants of his csh with Jabra still fresh in the air. His suit jacket was torn, his cigarette barely hangiween his lips. The bruised and battered wolf-man groaned a few feet away, trying to pick himself up, but Sanji wasn’t having any of it.

  "Stay down, mongrel," Sanji muttered, his voice cool. Jabra snarled, struggling to rise, but Sanji was already moving.

  With a swift kick, Sanji closed the distance, his foot catg Jabra in the ribs and sending him flying into a nearby wall. The force of the impact caused the stoo crack, dust and debris raining down as Jabra slumped to the ground, clutg his side in pain. Sanji didn’t let up, his feet moving in a blur as he followed up with a series of rapid kicks, eae driving deeper into Jabra's body.

  "Damn you!" Jabra spat, wiping blood from his mouth as he staggered back to his feet. His body began to transform, fur sprouting from his skin as he shifted into his full wolf form. His yellow eyes gleamed with anger as he unched forward with Tekkai, his hardened body aiming to absorb Sanji’s blow.

  With a swift kick, Sanji closed the distance, his foot catg Jabra in the ribs and sending him flying into a nearby wall. The force of the impact caused the stoo crack, dust and debris raining down as Jabra slumped to the ground, clutg his side in pain. Sanji didn’t let up, his feet moving in a blur as he followed up with a series of rapid kicks, eae driving deeper into Jabra's body.

  "Damn you!" Jabra spat, wiping blood from his mouth as he staggered back to his feet. His body began to transform, fur sprouting from his skin as he shifted into his full wolf form. His yellow eyes gleamed with anger as he unched forward with Tekkai, his hardened body aiming to absorb Sanji’s blow.

  But Sanji was ready. He spun on his heel, his leg igniting with fmes as he unleashed a brutal Diable Jambe.

  "Party Table Kick Course!" Sanji shouted, his leg eg with Jabra’s iron body. The sheer heat of the attack caused the air to sizzle, and Jabra let out a howl of pain as the fmes seared his skin. The force of the kick sent Jabra flying across the room, crashing through several pilrs before nding in a heap of rubble.

  Just as Sanji was about to charge again, a roar stopped both him and Jabra iracks. The monstrous sound shook the air, and both fighters looked up, mouths agape. The ground trembled beh their feet as they id eyes on a t figure.

  "Chopper," Sanji muttered, reizing the hulking, monstrous form of his crewmate in Monster Point.

  The debris from their earlier csh was strewn around them, creating an uneven battlefield. Jabra, catg sight of the massive Chopper, cursed under his breath. The wolf-man, always looking for an advantage, saportunity and made his move. Without wasting time, Jabra turned and ran, his feet pounding the ground as he darted through the debris. He headed toward the ter of the tower where a massive staircase spiraled down to the lower levels.

  Sanji's eyes narrowed as he watched Jabra's retreating figure, and he was quick to follow, his legs propelling him forward. He could hear Jabra's maniacal ughter eg through the tower as the wolf-ma over the edge of the staircase, free-falling toward the ground below.

  Sanji didn’t hesitate. He leapt after him, the wind whipping through his hair as he desded. But Jabra had pnned for this. Mid-air, the CP9 agent twisted his body, cws extended, and shed out at Sanji with a vicious swipe. "Fighting a Rokushiki Master in mid-air? Foolish!"

  The wolf-man's cws tore through Sanji's side, cutting into his stomach. A sharp pain shot through him, but Sanji didn’t slow down. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he grabbed onto Jabra mid-air, using the momentum of the fall to spin both his bodies around. The two fighters twisted in a deadly dance as they hurtled toward the ground.

  Jabra's eyes widened in surprise as Sanji used him like a pivot, his fming leg arg through the air. The heat from the fmes intensified as Sanji’s Diable Jambe bzing, the fire ing around his leg in a swirling inferno.

  "Diable Jambe! Fmbage Shot!" Sanji roared, the fmes r louder as he spun.

  The momentum of the spin gave his attacredible force, and Sanji's burning leg ected directly with Jabra’s face. The impact was immediate, the sound of bone crag echoed through the tower as Jabra's head whipped to the side, his body twisting untrolbly from the sheer power of the blow. The fire singed his fur, and the force of the kick sent him crashing into the ground below.

  Jabra's body hit the stone floor with a siing thud, the ground crag beh him as debris exploded outward. He y motionless, his chest rising and falling shallowly, clearly knocked out cold from the brutal attack. The once-cocky CP9 agent was now sprawled out, defeated, his face swollen and burned from Sanji’s final strike.

  Sanji nded gracefully a few feet away, his hand clutg the bleeding wound in his stomach. He straightened up, breathing heavily but still steady. He spared o g Jabra’s unscious form, a small smirk tugging at the er of his mouth.

  "God creates food, and devil creates the seasoning," Sanji muttered, pulling a fresh cigarette from his pocket.

  Climbing back to the tower, Sanji noticed Coby ying the now normal but unscious Chopper beside Robin. Sanji lit anarette, his face still grimag from the wound in his stomach.

  “Coby, you bastard,” Sanji grumbled, hands in his pockets, his voice dripping with annoyance. “Why do I get so little s time pared to the others?”

  Coby didn’t even look at him, just rolled his eyes and muttered, “How the hell should I know, dumbass?”

  Rewinding a little...

  Zoro, already with his bandana ed around his head, squared off against Kaku, who was now in his full Giraffe form. Both had taken hits—Zoro with fresh cuts and bruises, and Kaku with a few burns and sshes marring his giraffe-like body. The massive creature loomed over Zoro, its long neck swaying slightly as Kaku grinned down at him.

  "You're still standing? Impressive," Kaku sneered, his voice rougher in this transformed state. "But I haven't even shown you my best moves yet."

  Zoro's hand tightened around the hilts of his swords, his eyes narrowing. "I don’t care what form you take. You’re still getting sliced."

  Kaku shen suddenly vanished from sight, using Soru to close the gap between them in an instant. His leg shot out in a brutal Rankyaku, sending a massive air bde toward Zoro.

  Without missing a beat, Zoro raised both swords and sshed through the air, cutting the Rankyaku in two before it could reach him. The force of the move sent shockwaves rippling through the stoh them, but Zoro remaieady.

  Kaku reappeared to Zorht, shing out with his elongated neck, trying to headbutt him with the full force of his giraffe form. Zoro sidestepped the blow, rolling forward to avoid another Rankyaku aimed at his back.

  Kaku smirked. "You’re quick, but this is just getting started!" He leaped into the air with Geppo, kig off invisible footholds to stay suspended above Zoro. His legs blurred as he unleashed a barrage of Rankyakus from all ahe sharp air bdes slig through the air toward Zoro.

  Zoro’s eyes darted around, assessing the ining attacks. He pnted his feet and crossed his swords in front of him. "Tatsumaki!" he shouted, spinning ih both swords, creating a violent whirlwind that sucked in and dispersed the ining Rankyakus. The air pressure cshed with Kaku’s attacks, sending them scattering harmlessly into the walls.

  "Not bad!" Kaku ughed, desding rapidly with another Soru. This time, he aimed for a direct kick to Zoro’s midse, intending to end it irike. "But let’s see you hahis!"

  Zrinned as he braced himself, his third sword ched between his teeth. As Kaku’s hoof came crashing down, Zoro ducked and twisted his body, dodging by inches. "Time to cut you down, giraffe boy."

  With a swift motion, Zoro unched forward. "Oni Giri!" His swords sshed through the air, aimed directly at Kaku’s exposed torso. But Kaku, using his Tekkai, hardened his body, taking the brunt of the attack. Sparks flew as Zoro’s bdes cshed against Kaku’s iron defense.

  Kaku smirked, but Zoro wasn’t done. "You’re not the only one who’s tough." He pushed forward with a burst of strength, his swords digging deeper into Kaku’s Tekkai. Cracks formed along the surface of Kaku’s defense as Zoro’s sheer force started to break through.

  Kaku grunted and pulled back, using Soru to put some distaween them. He nded a few feet away, breathing heavily but still grinning. "You’ve got some power, swordsman. But I’ve got a trick you won’t see ing."

  Zoro didn’t respond, just adjusted his grip on his swords, ready for whatever came .

  Suddenly, Kaku twisted his body in an unnatural way, his long neck t as he prepared atack. "I’ve been saving this! Rankyaku: Amane Dachi!" With a single wide ssh, Kaku unleashed a massive crest-shaped air bde, rger and more powerful than any Rankyaku he had used before. It tore through the battlefield, slig through stone and debris, heading straight for Zoro.

  Zoro’s eyes narrowed, his body tensing as he prepared to meet the attack head-on. He crossed his swords in front of him, pnting his feet firmly on the ground. "Sanbyakurokuju Pound Ho!" With a powerful swing, Zoro released his own projectile, a massive flying ssh that collided with Kaku’s Rankyaku in midair. The two forces cshed, sending a shockwave rippling through the area, the sheer force of the impact blowing back dust and debris.

  For a moment, the air was filled with nothing but the sound of the two attacks grinding against each other. A roar suddenly halted their fight. Zoro, locked in a csh of swords with Kaku, gnced over at the monstrous form of his crewmate. "Is that Chopper?" he muttered in disbelief, pushing harder against Kaku’s swords. Both side wanting to overpower the other. But Zoro’s strength won out. His Pound Ho sliced through Kaku’s attack, dispelling it and tinuing forward, heading straight for the giraffe-man.

  Kaku’s eyes widened as he barely dodged to the side, the attack grazing his shoulder and leaving a deep cut along his torso. He stumbled back, clutg the wound as blood dripped down his side.

  Zoro didn’t let up. He rushed forward, his swords fshing in the dim light of the battlefield. "This ends now!"

  Kaku growled, his body tensing as he prepared for one final move. "You think you’ve got me figured out? Let’s see if you hahis!" He reared back, his giraffe legs bulging with muscle as he prepared to unleash one final, devastating Rankyaku.

  But Zoro was already on him. With a burst of speed, Zoro closed the gap, his swords raised high. "Asura!" A dark aura surrounded Zoro as he activated his most powerful teique. For a brief moment, it seemed as if Zoro had grown three heads and six arms, each holding a sword.

  Kaku’s eyes widened in shock, his Rankyaku faltering as he stared at Zoro’s demoni. "What the hell is that?!"

  Zoro’s voice was calm, almost bored. "Your end."

  In a single, fluid motion, Zorht all three swords down in a massive strike. "Asura: Ichibugin!" The force of the attack was overwhelming, crashing down on Kaku with the weight of all three swords. Kaku tried to block with his Tekkai, but it was no use. Zoro’s attack tore through his defense, cutting deep into his flesh.

  Kaku let out a roar of pain as the force of the blow sent him crashing into the ground, blood spraying from his wounds. He hit the stone floor hard, the impact creating a crater beh him.

  Zoro stood over him, his swords at the ready, waiting to see if Kaku would rise again. But the CP9 agent remaiill, his body battered and broken from the relentless assault.

  Zoro exhaled slowly, sheathing his swords as he turned away. "That’s one down. Oh, Paulie said you are fired."

  Rewinding a little...

  Luffy, already used Gear Sed twice, was in a brutal fight against Rob Lucci, who was in Hybrid Form. The csh of fists and cws echoed through the air as Luffy dashed forward with blinding speed, his arm steaming as it elongated. Lucci's sharp cws sshed at Luffy, barely missing as Luffy ducked low and threunto Lucci's stomach.

  "Gomu Gomu Pistol!" Luffy shouted, his fist colliding with Lucci’s body in a split sed, sending the CP9 agent skidding back. The blow hit hard, but Lucci didn’t flinch much, his Tekkai taking most of the damage. He growled, his feline eyes narrowing as he bared his teeth, blood trig down the er of his mouth.

  "That all you got, Straw Hat?" Lucarled, swiping at Luffy again with his cws, his speed increasing as he used Soru to appear right in front of Luffy.

  Luffy dodged to the side, his legs kig off the ground as he used his speed to move behind Lucci. "Gomu Gomu Bazooka!" he yelled, ung both hands into Lucci’s back with full force.

  The impact was brutal, sending Lucci crashing through the stone pilrs behind him. Dust and debris exploded from the impact, but Lucci emerged from the wreckage, bruised but still standing. His body was covered in scratches and blood, but his grin hadn’t faltered.

  Lucci spat, wiping the blood from his lip as his muscles bulged. He disappeared again with Soru, reappearing above Luffy. "Rankyaku Gaicho!"

  Luffy’s eyes widened as a massive air bde sliced down toward him. He kicked off the ground with Gear Sed, narrowly avoiding the ssh that tore the stone floor apart. Luded with a thud, his cws swiping through the air as he tried to catch Luffy off guard.

  Luffy jumped back, but not fast enough. Lucci’s cws grazed his chest, leaving a bloody gash as Luffy winced in pain. "Damn it!" Luffy cursed, clutg his chest. He wasn’t about to let this drag on. He had to finish Lucci off before he ran out of steam.

  Without hesitating, Luffy used Gear Sed again, steam erupting from his body as he shot forward like a bullet. "Gomu Gomu Gatling!" Luffy's fists blurred into a frenzy, hammering into Lucci’s iron body with relentless force.

  Lucci grunted uhe barrage, his Tekkai barely holding up as Luffy’s fists rained down on him. Each hit cracked through the air, sending shockwaves across the rooftop. But Lucci wasn’t going down that easy. He roared, using Soru to escape the onsught and reappeared behind Luffy, his leg swinging down in a powerful Rankyaku.

  The bde of air smmed into Luffy, cutting through his side and drawing more blood. Luffy stumbled, but quickly regained his footing, his eyes burning with determination. "I’m gonna send you flying, Pigeon Bastard!"

  Lucci wiped the blood off his lip again, chug darkly. "Try it, Straw Hat."

  Before Luffy could respond, Lucci dashed forward, using Soru to appear in front of him. "Shigan!" he growled, driving his fioward Luffy’s chest.

  Luffy barely mao twist his body out of the way, but the tip of Lucci’s Shigan grazed his arm, leaving a deep puncture wound. Luffy winced but retaliated immediately. "Gomu Gomu Whip!" His leg snapped out like a whip, smming into Lucci’s side and sending the CP9 agent flying back again.

  Lucci crashed into the ground, skidding across the rooftop as blood dripped from his mouth. He growled, pushing himself to his feet as his tail flicked angrily behind him. "You're persistent, I’ll give you that," he muttered, crag his knuckles. "But I’m not done pying."

  Luffy didn’t respond, his eyes fixed on Lucci as he unched himself fain, his body blurring with speed. "Gomu Gomu amp!"

  Lucci dodged with Soru, reappearing to the side as he delivered a powerful kick to Luffy’s ribs. The force of the kick sent Luffy flying into the wall, his back smming hard against the stone. Luffy groaned, blood dripping from the er of his mouth as he struggled to get ba his feet.

  "You’re slowing down," Lucci taunted, advang toward Luffy with his cws ready to strike. "You ’t keep up this pace forever."

  Luffy wiped the blood from his mouth, gritting his teeth. "I’m not do!"

  With another burst of steam, Luffy activated Gear Sed again, his body fshing forward as he threid punch at Lucci’s face. Lucci blocked with his arm, but the force of the punch sent him staggering back. Luffy pressed the attaot giving Lucci a ce to recover.

  "Gomu Gomu Bullet!" Luffy’s fist shot forward, smming into Lucci’s gut with a loud thud.

  Lucci grunted, blood spurting from his mouth as the impact sent him crashing through the wall. For a moment, everything was still, dust and debris settling around the hole where Lucci had bee flying. Luffy stood panting, steam rising from his body as he watched the rubble.

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