Andreas crossed hundreds of meters in only a few steps! Its often a misconception to assume that the larger something is, the slower they are…But if everything is proportional. Than so will their speed! He looked how human would an ant! Almost 80 meters tall! The giant mecha slammed against the ground! Cracking it! Shooting tremors with fissures through the concrete
Marineford was made with a special Material In Mind. Even Centuries ago when it was constructed! It used a stronger and more potent form of the Desacrete that Desmare used with its buildings! It was as if the entire Island was made of reinforced steel!
"Hrah!" Andreas began to scream! His fist reeling backwards! The joints curling into a tight bundle of material! Coating in black!
"Do It, Andreas!" Polo screamed! A glow erupted from his body as he assumed his Mythical Hybrid Form! Pulling a hair from his body, he formed it into his staff, and leapt through the air! Arching over the crowd! Over the giants! Over Andreas! And finally over the Wall Obex by dozens of meters!
The moment he was over, he summoned clouds beneath his feet! Allowing him to Speed up through the air as he rode the vapor! Andreas and Polo were working in tandem!
"Gun-" The mechs fist reeled back! And then shot forward with insane and immense force! "Damn!"
But before the Fist could fully extend! Before all of the force could be properly produced! His limb suddenly stopped! Ceasing all of its momentum! From the forearm down, the limb was cut off! Flying up through the air!
Polo suddenly stopped! His face turning around! Eyes widening, having sensed the sudden change! Andreas' arm floated up through the air…
"Wh-" The West Wind spotted the perpetrator! A top the Wall Obex, sitting on its ledge! Was none other than-
The Royal Marshal Privateer; De Leon Tizona! His hand raised up, fingers curled!
But before Polo could move, another sense shot down his spine, the entire course of action had only taken three seconds! And before a fourth could come, a blaring alarm of impending doom caused Polo too turn back where he had been previously focused!
In front of his eyes-
Was Vice Admiral Jack!
His face was screwed into a furious emote of rage! His fist coated in black, shimmering with pearlescent red! Covered in an aura that was as if a bubble were in the shape of flames! Brightly orange! Streaks of black and red lightning shooting out around his fist! Illuminating him like a shooting star
"Stellar! Impala!"
Jacks fist slammed into Polo's cheek! Had the First Commander been on guard he may have been able to dodge, but at that distance he had no time but to guard! Protecting his head!
At speeds a dozen times faster than Lightning, Polo zipped through the air! Slamming through the peaks of buildings! One after another after another! Only to decimate the ground for over a hundred meters around! A massive eruption of energy shooting into the air and vaporizing the buildings in a single go!
"Hngh…Ack…" Polo grabbed his head. Blood oozing down the side of his face. "Had I not…Flooded Emission. That shot might have fractured my skull…" He groaned to himself. Laying alone in the crater, attempting to steady himself
"Grrah…" Jack groaned. Lightning streaking from his hand as his Justice Jacket fluttered in the air. Jacks rage had been fueled by him sensing both of his grandsons pain. Physical and emotional. And choose to lash out and vent that fury...
A Moment later, a sonic boom sounded his departure. Appearing on the Patio of the Exectuion Platform. Sitting in the middle throne. The Admirals that had previously been in those spots, were gone.
As they were all currently descending the stairs. Asashi Leading the row. With Seiko in rear. "I'm tired of seeing so much failure." Kuroryu grit his teeth
"I agree. Its about time we get ready. Those Pirates will get over that wall eventually. Rather the Prisoner is dead by then is a different story." Murausagi spoke as he slipped his hands into his pockets
By the time they are on the ground. Marines flood around them. Coming from the inside of the HQ behind them. Each of the Admirals giving them orders. Pointing with their hands, swatting the air. Kuroryu in particular shoving the back of a Marines head with his glowed paw. Rushing the Captain forward
Louis Garrick, The Man who had once fought against Azar and Leroy in Arabasta over a year prior among them. Followed by the Leviathan Base Marines, and Unit 66 with their Commodore Maynard among them.
The Marines formed a sea around the Platform. Thousands and Thousands of Marines serving as a Barricade of muscle and arms.
Back with Andreas…And De Leon. It hadn't even been a minute.
"Aww…Whats wrong? Pain in your-" He flicked his finger upward! Inside of the mech where the giant piloted, His arm sliced open! Blood erupting as the tendons were cut down to the bone! "Arm?"
"Ahahahaha…" De Leon laughed under his throat. "Alright Condent, Ya Mindless Bafoon. Your turn!" He swatted his hand down, slicing armor off of his mech and exposing the deeper layers.
"Ōkami no I" Condent, the cyborg from Hard Rock. Was at the base of the Wall. His paws expelling energy into that Familiar bubble. It slowly traveled up through the air. De Leon some how keeping Andreas stationary and Vulnerable!
The Bubble permeated the armor. Ominously and inevitably making its way towards Andreas' face… "No…No…No No No No!" Andreas Begged!
But. The Bubble absorbed into his skin…
In flash! His skull and flesh erupted in gashes! Blood spewing! It was an attack of pure kinetic energy! Rending his flesh as if a bomb exploded inside of a delicate fruit….Leaving him blood. Barely even a whisper coming from his throat…
In those moments. Andreas thought about why he was fighting….
"Damn! You're huge!" Azar had told him. Azar had just recently taken the oath, and accepted the Mark of Redbeards Jolly Roger, spreading across his back in a delicate and intricate tapestry.
Andreas himself had a tattoo that sprawled down the very arm that De Leon would one day almost cut clean through.
"A Bit…Heavy though…" Azar pursed his libs.
"Heh-" Andreas snorted. Only to then reel his head back and release a hearty laugh! "Ahahah! Andaadaadaa!"
Members of the Crew, who had not seen Andreas in quite a few months, were almost uncomfortable, weirded out by the sudden outburst! But that reason as too why…Made sense in the mind of Andreas.
Andreas loved Barbosa. He viewed Redbeard as his father. He had been with the crew since almost the beginning. Giants reached Maturity at the same rate as humans. But the moment they reach that Maturity and Development, Finishing Puberty at age 17-19, their growth nigh perpetually slowed. Despite being older that Redbeard himself, he mentally was decades younger.
But- Giants had a bad reputation. Their Home land was known for constant raids, pillaging, harassing, and destruction. Even taking wives to create Half Giants. So many, were fearful of Andreas. Especially given that he was very tall for a Giant. Standing at 42 meters.
Those like the Commanders did not treat him this way…But racism has a way to spread even some of them, taking time to break out of. But to Azar. Openly make joke straight to his face. Bordering even on a insult.
It filled him with Joy…
And from. It seemed that Andreas and Azar. Were as close as one could be and still be friends. And at least, in the Eyes of Andreas. He saw Azar as a man worthy of being called brother…
"A-zar…" He whimpered. His mind swirling as De Leon released him from his grasp. Allowing the giant to fall backwards…
"Look out! Andreas' comin down!" Rowdy screamed! Pushing members of his division out of the way!
The Mechs body slammed into the ground with devastating force! And perhaps…As a small miracle, fueled by the understanding and connection to their Commander. No one but Marines had been smashed by his down fall…