Thunder howled above the battlefield, its roar swallowed by the clash of steel and screams.
Uruma Nithel raised his hand.
"Execute Orimo Kuzan."
The executioners lifted their blades—
ZZZNGH!
A shockwave of pure crimson will exploded outward.
Dravon's King's Mantra crashed into the executioners like a divine hammer, sending both men flying unconscious.
Uruma's throat tightened. Sweat crawled down his jaw.
"Darn you…" he muttered.
Suddenly—
Swish!
A spear shot from the shadows, aimed straight for Uruma's heart.
He twisted aside.
Before he could regain balance, chains surged from the darkness, coiling around his arms, chest, and throat—binding him like a beast.
"Do you think this can stop me?" Uruma growled.
His body warped—
Bones cracking. Muscles bulging. Skin splitting.
A monstrous giant tore free, shattering the chains like they were string.
He rose over the battlefield like a titan, each step crushing navy soldiers and pirates alike beneath his heel.
"Die, Dravon!!" Uruma thundered, stomping toward the Ember Pirates' ship.
On another front, Ryuki carved through navy soldiers, dual swords flashing like silver lightning, leaving a trail of severed blades and broken bodies.
Uruma's massive shadow engulfed Dravon.
Dravon narrowed his eyes.
He stepped forward—then leapt from the ship, landing with enough force to crack the ground.
His sword unsheathed in one smooth motion.
A single breath.
A single step.
Then—
ZZNGHHHHHH!!!
A colossal wave of King's Mantra erupted from his blade, fused with a devastating air slash. The entire battlefield quaked, dust exploding into the sky.
Uruma staggered—
Then the titan collapsed, crashing down like a falling mountain under the sheer pressure of Dravon's strike.