"Stufa Carne!" Noir shouted as Davies leaned out of the way and shot his hand that was wrapped in a tentacle and shot it towards the Chef! It was wriggling and writing and carried immense force! Slamming into Noir and Causing him to go flying back on the large platform that they were fighting on, begin dragged across by the Large Tank like automobile behind it
Then raising a Black Flared mace Davies slammed the weapon into the ground right as he rolled out of the way, legs still alight and crushing his foot into the mans ribs!
"Steziato…Rosticciana!" His foot exploded causing Davies to go flying backwards. If he had his Devil Fruit abilities this would have been far easier….
In his life he had the Kitai-Kitai Fruit. Or the Fear Fear Fruit. It allowed him to spread a fear gas miasma that passed through any clothes and could only be stopped by solid structures. Once inhaled, he had the access to the users worst fears and was then able to physically manifest them or use them as objects and weapons.
But perhaps with Noirs speed and the susceptibility the gas had to flames and heat he was best relying on his melee weapon
"Oh how I wish I could dig deep and feast on your fears!" Davies spoke as he stood on the high ground above Noir, a top a caved in back trailer that connected to the other side of the platform
Quickly Noir leapt forwards! The heat and vigor of his Calore boosting his speed greatly! He appeared next to the man and clashed his engulfed shin into the mans blackened mace "I don't think you could handle it…" Noir spoke stoically as he followed the kick through and sent him flying again!
"Scourge Blow!" Davies yelled as he grabbed the weapon with two arms ans brought it back, Noir watching as it began to spark before being let loose! A gigantic pressure wave was sent forward!
Quickly noir leapt out of the way as the wave of destruction shattered through the metal and then tore through four dozen cars behind it! Causing them all to fly up through the air! Some falling into the Sand pit, while others simply crashed and burned.
"Damn it all!" Davies said as he could feel himself lessening by the moment. Was it that he was literally using up all the soul he had? Or the Haki with in him? He was no longer alive and thus natural processes could not reinvigorate his body or reaccumulate stamina and energy…
This is the reason why, no matter how powerful the resurrected are. They hated only so much fuel to their fire. Unlike a living breathing fighter who, even while being weaker, can regenerate stamina over a period of time even during a fight without ever truly losing all steam.
"Steziato…Gusto!" Noir however had no issue. He still had energy to spare! Kicking off the air causing an explosion of fire behind him as he zipped forward! His air fluttering through the air as he kicked again and again!
Each kick did not propel him far, but it sped him up tremendously. This was a matter keeping his pace, like making small dashes than a full sprint allowing him to build as much speed as possible!
When he was only a few feet from Davies he flipped in the air and focused his momentum to be forced into his leg as the move impacted into the Ancient pirate! Landing Straight into his chest! Causing flames to explode out of the back, literally igniting his insides and shooting out the back!
"Grah!" Davies screamed in pain as he was suddenly stopped! Noir had landed on his feet in the middle of Davies moving, planted his left leg on the ground to spin before extending his right again to act as a bar to push davies to a forceful stop! His leg absorbing the energy as as he retracts his leg hard causing the Pirate to be sent tumbling back into the middle of the platform
"Hng…Haff…" Noir rolled his shoulder as he could feel the wounds from the mace his opponent wield begin to ache in pain. His legs buckled, almost falling out beneath him.
"Kaff…Kaff Hack!" Davies coughed up black sludge and blood from his mouth as he struggled to push himself up. But they did not comply, causing him to fall again, his tentacle beard.
It was in that moment he thought of his title. 'Dread Beard.' Given to him because his fruit caused his visage to appear as an apparition with a ghastly long beard the waved like the worst maelstrom the sea could conjure. An image that would be burned into his victims minds for the rest of their lives.
Noir stumbled as he strode towards his defeated enemy. "So…Wheres all that big talk you talked about now…huh?" He shoved his hands in his pockets as he steadied himself.
"Die, You damnedable wretch…Just get it over with so that I don't have to be a husk any longer!" Noir thought about it for a moment, raising his foot into the air as he contemplated doing the man in and returning him to death…
But a smile came over his face as he held his foot above the mans skull. "I only want to do it so that you can get back to burning in hell…But on second thought…"
He trailed off…Looking away as his leg, now exposed and shoe burnt away dangled over him "Do it! Do It! Get it over with!" He began to beg.
"I read a story about you once…When I was a boy." The words caused Davies to cease for a moment "They said you were the literal most feared because of your control over nightmares…Or something like that."
"But makes me wonder. Are you feeling even a fraction of what you caused them right now? As your unlife hangs in the balance on my doing. To be relieved over your torment? Or to suffer and just ache and wait for it to come?"
His eyes locked onto Noir. Shaking as they were on their last legs being held by mere strings that were frayed and barely held him to this life. But Noir could see it. Just a tinge…
Of Fear…
"Good enough. Tell the Admiral that he's also a piece of shit." SLAM! His foot went down before Davies even registered that he had begun to move!