With a mighty roar Leroy leaped above Barnum! His back grazed against the wall as looked down at the Fishman positioned beneath him! In one sheer movement of astounding speed, he brought his fist up to his face before slamming them behind him! His Hands shot through the remaining last floors of the compound with ease before breaking through the flat rooftop and up into the sky! The arms stretched a hundred meters up!
“GOMU GOMU NO-” With an absurd amount of strength, Leroy reeled his hands back in and used the added momentum to slam his hands flat into the shark fin on the back of Barnum! The Dorsal Fin being utterly crushed and broke beneath the Pirate Captains Might! But that wasn’t all that happened…
”A R B A L E S T ! ! !”
The Sheer power and strength of the attack caused Barnum to be sent through the floor of Kirk's old room, and straight into the ground floor with such explosive might that a crater was formed underneath him! Fissures and Cracks Spewed outwards from the epicenter of the impact and webbed and clawed their way through the entire building with astonishing speed!
It was more than enough that it caused the very Compound to begin to Shake and Collapse! Huge pieces of stone became dislodged from the walls, ceiling, and foundation! Every Floor of the building exploded and fell apart from the force of Barnum slamming into the ground!
Then in an instant, the entire building began to fall right on top of Leroy!
And then Mere Moments later, the structure fell into a pile of stone. A giant plume of smoke shot out and around the courtyard and surrounding area! The stone was left ragged and jagged, rebar and assorted broken pieces of furniture and interior mixed into the destruction. But Leroy was nowhere to be seen…
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Jeanne was a little late to the group. Having been launched clear into the fields. She missed most of the fight between Barnum and Leroy. Arriving as the rubble started to settle.
"Ughhh that was rough...", she groaned as she arrived next to Kale. "How was your fight with the squirt?", she would ask as she looked around. Wait someone was missing. "Where's Leroy?", she would ask as she stretched a bit. Only for panic to suddenly wash over her in worry of where her captain was, mixed with the adrenaline of what she had just experienced
Kale saw Jeanne approach him from behind, he wondered where she had been. Then noticing her worn out look, he realised she was fighting off somewhere with that Archer Fishman guy. It looks like she won, he expected no less. He grinned as he continued staring forward at the pile of rubble, still waiting for Leroy.
"My fight? It took me two swipes for him to give in. He was truly no match-" He said as blood began leaking from underneath his bandages. His large wound from Wolfheart had reopened and was now bleeding again. His grin remained though, even through the pain.
"Leroy, is currently buried somewhere over there." He pointed to the large pile of rubble in front of them. "He's got... uhhh shit." Kale forgot what number he had counted down to. He started the count again. "Like 60 seconds or something."
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Noir slowly saddled up beside Jeanne and Kale, watching the dust of the building collapse start to settle. A new cigarette was hanging from his lips now as more smoke plumed out from the corner of his mouth. He was watching the debris pile just as intently as the others were
They... weren't going after and trying to help the man out, right? Did that mean he was ok? The cook wasn't... absolute about the whole rubber man and how well that would fair under getting crushed, but rubber couldn't get flattened too badly, right?
There were a lot of stories though to that building.. "Uhhh... even if he's fine, shouldn't we go help him?" Noir turned his gaze to the other two, frowning a bit. He wasn't totally sure how this crew worked too. Was it... typical to just wait for your captain to come out of whatever disaster he just caused with his own two fists? He just seemed uneasy as he watched, not wanting to give off a terrible first impression of his support for Leroy.
Kirk however, was the only one who ran over to the rubble, the first one out of the group. As soon as he realized that Leroy wasn't away from the crash and he wasn't standing proudly beside his victory, Kirk couldn't stay too calm and collected.
The Fishman hurried over to the destruction, staring at the rubble with immense concern on his face before he started to call out. "Leroy?? Leroy!" He started taking guesses and started to tug off heavier pieces of wall and brick, trying to figure out where his captain may be.
Thankfully, it was easy with his strength. He kept throwing off pieces of debris in search of his captain. "Leroy! Where are you!?"
A sudden rumbling came from within the pile of rock. And then, a figure popped from the top, head hung low as they looked at the pile they stood atop. The light of the dusk illuminated them in a brilliant display of deep orange and gold.
It was Leroy, Blood dripping from his hands, as a hole in his left shoulder had dried blood from the wound he had suffered from Barnum.
"Kirk! You're sticking with me remember!" He shouted to the man that was attempting to dig at the rubble. His words echo the sentiment that Kirk had said when they had first met. How he would stick with him as his navigator. "You're my crewmate! My Comrade! My Friend!" His fist balled as his emotion sang from his vocal cords
"Got it!" He was not demanding, But reaffirming the very thing that the Navigator knew to be true.
He had gone through so much. Had stared into the face of the very man that had caused his suffering, and was now standing atop him, utterly victorious Gone now was the man, and the crew that had forced him into servitude, who had taken his only remaining family and used him as a tool And what laid in their place was a man shining in the light. A new dawn for not just him.
But for the town people that looked up in shock and awe that he had actually done it.
They were free.