There were dozens of low ranking Pirates hauling and unloading a ton of cargo on the beach, a few other ships nearby where said pirates loaded the cargo onto them. A Large tall man stood over them all at 12' tall. He wore a raged leather shirt that was left open, exposing a jungle of hair on his chest that tapered down, before tapering back up from beneath his1 waist, which was slightly overweight but balanced by his hunched over posture and broad shoulders
His forearms were large, with thick hair across him. His face wasn't much pleasant either. He was a square faced man with a thin fringe of brown hair, round front facing ears, a large broad nose, thick mutton chops with a shadow of hair across his cheeks with a small thicker path on the bottom of his chin.
His eyes were wiry and round, but stuck in a scowl as his large mouth sat in a frown. Any of these features on their own weren't bad, but mixed together on such a unkempt man gave a visage of fright.
He swatted his hand onto the back of some of the pirates head to hurry them along. 'He's a tough one…But I'm sure I can take him…' Azar thought to himself as he could sense the man's strength
"All right, here we go." He said as he leapt up through the air, fire bursting from his feet to boost him up as he slammed into the ground!
Pirates shifted back and jumped in fear, only for a simple glance from azar to cause them to be sent back in fright! Utterly paralyzed!
"So, you the guy I'm lookin' for?" Azar asked, unbuttoning his coat and pulling it off his shoulders.
"And what's that to you pip squeak." The man said, reaching behind his back and pulling out a curled up flail, only to let it fall into a long chain with a spiked head the size of a child. "Comin' in here like this. Just what the fuck are you lookin' for…."
The man held the hilt of the weapon tight.
"Well I heard you were connected to a man known as Booker, you know, the Pirate Recruiter or what ever? Yeah, Imma need to know everything you know about him"
"Booker? Why the hell do you want him?" The Hairy man spoke
"Perfect, so you do know him. You've got two options. Tell me what you know and make it out of here alive, or I beat the shit out of you and leave you roasted worse than brisket."
"Nobody talks to the butcher that way and gets away with it!" He declared his title as he raised his flail and slung it forward! The metal end effortlessly passing through the Pirate. "A Logia huh?! Well, I know just the way to deal with that!" The man said as his chain began to change.
"Oh ho ho! Look at you!" He said as he dodged out of the way as the strange smokey Flail impacted the ground with immense strength.
"You know, I think I've got enough time to play with you. I've got some pent up aggression I wanna work out!" Azar breathed as he effortlessly bobbed out of the way from the flail again, the long chain cutting through a dozen trees like a hot knife through butter!
The Butcher was a well known slaver and pirate, with a bounty of over 450 million. Specifically he stalked the 6th route of the Grand Lines latter half of Paradise, capturing other pirates and putting them to work under his own fist.
"Muroken!" A large fist made of flames formed as Azar jumped into the air before firing it off! It slammed into The Butcher with a explosion of embers and flame. "Argh! It burns!"
"Yeah no shit." Azar gave a cocky grin. Watching as the smokey weapon dissapeared only to be replaced with a large warhammer! The power of the Meele Meele Fruit!
"Oh wow! Look at you! A Devil Fruit Loser!" The Pun made Azar crack a smile as he watched the man form another Warhammer, leaping forward to Azar! Both cocked back! They had smoke imitating them as The Butcher tried to slam both of them into the side of Azars head! The heads clanged together with immense force, causing a loud clang to ring out!
"Wyvern Blaze!" Azar rolled backwards, and raised his hands, two pillars of fire forming into the sharpe of large winged birds, sharp talons bared and flying towards the butcher! It was as if the flames were solid, and they practically were! Slicing into the man and burning him!
"Pop Flare!" Azar announced as he held out two finger guns and shot two fire balls at The Butcher, hands coming up to his burnt face only for the supernatural force of the Fire to punch him backwards and spin around!
By this point some of the other Pirates were ready and willing to engage with Azar, unsheathing cutlasses, but by an unknown means they were knocked unconscious in the blink of an eye!
"The hell is goin on with them?!" Questioned the butcher as he summoned a large disc shield, blocking two more blast of fire preemptively 'Is he that fast?! Taking them all out without me even seeing! Is that even possible…' Butcher narrowed his eyes as Azar kept throwing ball of fire after ball of fire into the shield
"Ah c'mon! Don't be shy!" The Second Mate teased as he slung a spear of fire! Piercing through the iron of the shield with ease and impaling into Butchers arm! A scream of pain released as his guard was broken!
"You're just toying with me!" Snapped Butcher
"Duh! If I wasn't you'd have been dead before I even landed the first time…" A smile stretched across his lips.