[The smoke encircles around him as his body begins to rush with a charge, injured legs moving as if they'd some how regained their full strength with a spell or a sudden surge of energy. Luffy is less of a man than he is a charging freight train, the coals of his anger keeping the engine of his heart at full heat while he plows ahead to erase the distance between he and the man who so selfishly tries to belittle his friends.
In his haste, the Baron readies a series of arrows on his bow. Simultaneously, he fires the barrage of six fledglings, sending them down the course of the hillside so that they litter Luffy's body with perforations. The speed at which the pirate moves is little compared to the deft flight of the arrows, his appendages torso now look more like a living pincushion as they're punctured by the ammunition. The series of explosions that result from the attack give the Baron momentary pause, his guard dropping so that he can laugh at the sight of stupidity.]
And there you have it! What good are dreams and friends if you cannot keep them, eh?! Gyah ha ha ha!! What a sorry excu-.. ?!
[Through the smoke, through the dense cloud of grey and mist, come the fresh embers that flake off of Luffy's body as if a second skin were being shed. Still running, despite the many holes that appear along his frame, the pirate's eyes are now burning with a ferocity unlike any he'd ever shown before. His mouth is tightly sealed, his nose flaring as gasps of air keep his heart boiling to help his feet move along the tracks of fate leading toward the Baron.
A single arm is raised as Luffy finally meet his target. There is no need to extend the hand to the powerful length that his Devil's Fruit allows. There is no need to hit the man with any more power than he holds in the momentum of his hips or upper torso. No, the weight behind Luffy's punch, the burden of adoration and compassion, the care he holds for those he's met during his time in Aquares Ixen and the many fights they've faced together, it's a world of weight more than either muscles of gifted powers can ever hope to unleash.
The world becomes white, time almost slowing to a standstill as the knuckles of Luffy's fist leave the sort of impression into the Baron's skull that would rival even the greatest hand of a sculptor to clay. The imprint of his fist sinks deep, replacing bone and teeth with a vacant cavity that forms from the shattering impact of his resolve. The punch recoils, sending the Baron flying upwards across the mountainside. Yards, meters, at least a mile now exists between where Luffy lands and the Baron now rests, the pirate left to look across the vast void between them as the sound of dripping blood now rattles in his ears.]
Their dreams.. Their treasure.. NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP ME FROM PROTECTING THEM, YOU HEAR ME, ASSHOLE?!
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In his haste, the Baron readies a series of arrows on his bow. Simultaneously, he fires the barrage of six fledglings, sending them down the course of the hillside so that they litter Luffy's body with perforations. The speed at which the pirate moves is little compared to the deft flight of the arrows, his appendages torso now look more like a living pincushion as they're punctured by the ammunition. The series of explosions that result from the attack give the Baron momentary pause, his guard dropping so that he can laugh at the sight of stupidity.]
And there you have it! What good are dreams and friends if you cannot keep them, eh?! Gyah ha ha ha!! What a sorry excu-.. ?!
[Through the smoke, through the dense cloud of grey and mist, come the fresh embers that flake off of Luffy's body as if a second skin were being shed. Still running, despite the many holes that appear along his frame, the pirate's eyes are now burning with a ferocity unlike any he'd ever shown before. His mouth is tightly sealed, his nose flaring as gasps of air keep his heart boiling to help his feet move along the tracks of fate leading toward the Baron.
A single arm is raised as Luffy finally meet his target. There is no need to extend the hand to the powerful length that his Devil's Fruit allows. There is no need to hit the man with any more power than he holds in the momentum of his hips or upper torso. No, the weight behind Luffy's punch, the burden of adoration and compassion, the care he holds for those he's met during his time in Aquares Ixen and the many fights they've faced together, it's a world of weight more than either muscles of gifted powers can ever hope to unleash.
The world becomes white, time almost slowing to a standstill as the knuckles of Luffy's fist leave the sort of impression into the Baron's skull that would rival even the greatest hand of a sculptor to clay. The imprint of his fist sinks deep, replacing bone and teeth with a vacant cavity that forms from the shattering impact of his resolve. The punch recoils, sending the Baron flying upwards across the mountainside. Yards, meters, at least a mile now exists between where Luffy lands and the Baron now rests, the pirate left to look across the vast void between them as the sound of dripping blood now rattles in his ears.]
Their dreams.. Their treasure.. NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP ME FROM PROTECTING THEM, YOU HEAR ME, ASSHOLE?!