That was when a noise echoed through the Mining Sector, causing the Pure Gold agent to purse her lips and give a squint of confusion as she looked around. The sound of Machinery shutting down and powering off caused a sense of silence to fall over the streets. The Lights from the Buildings flickered and faded away.
“What the fuck…” She grits her teeth as her gaze shifted back to the Chimney “That Crew…The Red Sash Pirates right? One of those Bastards must’ve shut down the Array…”
Her Gaze shifted up to the High Monumental Sized Smoke Stacks that stood nearby. Standing high into the air at half a kilometer tall. The Smoke seemed to significantly stop pouring into the low-hanging cloud of smog above Arabasta. “This whole thing is turning into a shit show, and fast.”
The Metal from Curtana’s Blade-Blade fruit began to retract back into herself, receding from the Shattered Blade of Mercy and Returning to its typical jagged edge. She tucked the blade her side into a broken scabbard before spinning on her heel and beginning to walk away.
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As Curtana walked, she didn’t even get down the full length of the Street before another Noise reverberated through the street.
It was coming from beneath the Rubble where her opponent had laid…
Curtana’s eyes widened as she whipped around, scowl etching into her brow as she looked to where the rubble lay!
’He Can’t be alive…All of that Weight on him…The only way he’d be able to survive would be…’ Curtana bit her lip as she thought. The only way that Kále would’ve been able to survive is if she’d been underestimating just how weak this Swordsman was. Everything she experienced in their fight told them that this man was nothing more than a novice. And yet had the Monstrous Strength of someone more.
Kále lay stuck under the Rubble. The Heavy weight had enough force behind it that he could feel that his skin had been split, and his bones were broken. The Sharp pain in his Back told him that there were fractures scattered across his spinal column
And yet, despite all of that pain, and the sheer darkness around him as his face was pressed against the sandstone street of the Capital, he could only think of anything but that. He thought back to his training. His childhood
’C’mon Kále! You really wanna fight me again?’ Spoke a Familiar Blue Haired girl. None other than Káles Childhood Friend Masa. ‘Well if I don’t! How else will I possibly be able to beat you!’ a young Kále spoke as he held half a dozen swords in his hands. Masa was a prodigy, she was so skilled with a blade that some of the Elders on Shimotsuki thought that she’d probably be able to give the Head Swordsman, Hagane, a Run for his money one day.
Kále and Masa would spar Tirelessly. They saw it as a game, but most of the time Kále took it one hundred percent seriously. Always trying his best to beat out Masa and her Unconventional ‘Santoryu’, Three Sword Style. ‘Three Swords?’ An elder asked one day. Only for Masa to say ‘Yeah! Just means I have another way to attack!’ It was childish. And yet she leaned so hard into it, that it became a genuine Style for Masa. Something that Kále always tried to Imitate, yet had never really gotten it down.
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But that was so long ago. Kále may have had a bad memory. But those years after, and that search for Masa. It was something he had a long time to ponder on when he was in that cage…But then one Red Sash wearing Pirate Came along. And the Swordsman felt that he could wipe it all away. That was in the Past, a Past so long ago that he Could carve a new path. Focused on the Same goal that Both he and Masa shared…
To Become the Strongest Swordsman in the World.
Muscles roared, burned with a fire that Kále could swear it felt like venom coursed through his veins as they screamed at him to stop. And Yet he didn’t. The Swordsman First Mate of The Red Sash Pirates pushed off the Ground with such force that the Ground began to crack! Curtana Quickly drew her shattered blade Mercy as she watched the Man she could’ve sworn was dead, defying all expectations, that he was not any ordinary opponent
Kále Continued to Push! ‘This Pain…It’s Like I’m lifting a ton for the First time!’ he thought to himself as he Gritted with bloody teeth, Adjusting the Giant structure of Stone and Mortar into his hands as his legs wobbled and buckled as though they were made of jelly
’My Legs are on Fire…Yet they still move!’ He commanded his Muscles to flex and outstretch! Curtana stared wide-eyed, as in front of her was the bloody visage of Kále, holding above him the massive construction of Brick that was the top half of the Chimney! It Weighed over Six Thousand tons, Something that the First Mate would be able to accomplish with little difficulty, but in this state, was a monumental display of strength!
“How The Fuck are you still alive?!” Curtana demanded, venom speaking into her words as she spat!
Kále gave a bloody, toothy smile before commanding his muscles once more, and launched the Giant piece of Chimney through the air and right towards the Pure Gold agent! The Edges of the Masonry grazed against the surrounding buildings as it quickly loomed over Curtana!
With a Grit of her Teeth, Mercy extended back into its full form and with extreme might was swung in front of her, once, twice, three times! Three Compressed Flying Slashes flew through the air and Cut through the Chimney like a Knife through butter! The Slashes utterly decimated the chimney, causing it to crash against the ground in multiple chunks.
And right as they did, the Buildings that were in the way suddenly burst! Large gashes slicing clean through the buildings finally made their appearance, One of the nearby chimneys was cut in two, and crashed into a nearby building! With three monstrous strokes of her sword, Curtana had nearly Effected Half an Entire City Block of Aluba.