Chapter 11: The Voidreign Fight
The battlefield had turned into a chaotic mosaic of smoke, fire, and echoing cries. The once lush Amazon Lily was caught in a clash of titans. Jessie stood atop a shattered pillar, arms crossed, watching with unreadable calm. Despite the war erupting around him, he didn't move. His eyes tracked the battlefield like a king surveying a chessboard.
His crew was already in motion.
Kuina vs. Seraphim Mihawk
Steel clashed against steel as Kuina stood face to face with Seraphim Mihawk, the genetically enhanced clone of the world's greatest swordsman. Her breathing was steady, her heart calm. This wasn't a match driven by anger. It was a test of skill—an inheritance of blades.
Seraphim Mihawk lunged, his smaller Yoru blade slashing in an arc so fast it created a sonic boom. Kuina parried it with her sword, her wrists twisting with practiced grace. Her blade sang, vibrating with raw Haki.
"I don't need rage to win," she said quietly, eyes locked on her opponent. "Just clarity."
She launched forward with a technique she hadn't used in years.
"Breathless Moon: Form II - Water Cut."
Her blade sliced through air with such precision it cut the very moisture, creating a vacuum that sucked in Seraphim Mihawk. But the clone reacted instantly, deflecting with a spiraling black slash that destroyed several trees behind them.
Kuina landed on one knee and smiled.
"So this is the level I must surpass... good."