Yosaku took a glancing kick to the ribs that cracked bone, pain flaring in his side. 'Shit! I should have used Tekkai.' Blood trickled down his mouth, but there was smile on his face. "Have to say, you got me there…"
Jabra also grinned, even though he didn't like the pirate. He could respect the man. Even without any devil fruit, he was doing quite well. Maybe too well…
Yosaku eyed his opponent, both fighters standing on opposite sides to catch their breath. This was the critical moment. He had to retain his focus and not give in to anger or desperation.
Suddenly without warning both of them moved. Punches and claws were exchanged. As Jabra came at him again, Yosaku saw his chance. Timing it perfectly, he stepped into Jabra's strike and pivoted, letting the zoan's own momentum carry him past. In a flash, Yosaku's axe carved a small gash along Jabra's thigh.
The CP9 used tekkai at the last moment to negate most of the damage.
But still, it distracted him enough for Yosaku to head-but him. Jabra stumbled back, blood pouring down his leg. "You'll pay for that, dick head. Wait! You do look like a dick-head!" Jabra laughed looking at Yosaku's bald head. "A shiny dick, did someone wax your head beforehand?"
Yosaku's eye twitched, "This just got personal, mutt."
Both sides glared at each other as they darted towards one another.
The wolf zoan unleashed every ounce of speed and ferocity in a final frenzied assault. But Yosaku was prepared, tanking and avoiding lethal strikes by a hair's breadth. Jabra's frustrations mounted as his most punishing blows were turned aside by Yosaku's grim endurance.
With a primal roar, Jabra charged. Yosaku raised his shield and tightened his grip on his axe. The first blows rang out, steel on steel, flesh on flesh.
In between the fight, Yosaku managed to land a blow that broke Jabra's jaw. And Jabra managed to throw Yosaku's shield off of him. So what remained was a brutal fistfight.
Claws, bites, against fist and kicks.
Yosaku fell into the rhythm of combat, Jabra's strikes hammering his tekkai defenses like crashing waves. For every blow Yosaku endured, he answered with interest, waiting for his moment.
Sweat and blood blurred Yosaku's vision. His entire world narrowed to the wolf zoan before him. All his training, his growth since joining the Straw Hats, had led to this crucible. Even though the fight was brutal, the young straw hat pirate was actually enjoying it. A ever growing smile on his face.
All the while Jabra became restless. 'The bastard is growing strong as we fight.' He thought, 'I thought it was just a fluke… but how? He doesn't even have devil fruit.
"You are going down dick-head!" Jabra growled.
Yosaku just laughed, not even responding, madness in his eyes. Jabra's taunts washed over him, useless against Yosaku's ironclad focus. He remembered asking Dorry and Brogy on why they fought, and how he could be like them.
The giants hold gave him a vague answer. Telling him to have fun while fighting and honor your fights. That's the true mark of the giants of Elbaf. Only now Yosaku was realizing what it meant.
There was no distraction, no doubts. His body moved in a way that was almost impossible to imagine.
With calculating calm, Yosaku spun his axe, finding its mark and drawing more of Jabra's blood.
"Gah! Fuck! That hurts!"
The zoan was wavering, consumed by his own savagery while Yosaku conserved his strength for the decisive moment. It was coming soon, he could feel it.
"Fuck you! Take this!"
When Jabra overextended after a failed strike, Yosaku seized his chance, putting both of his palms on towards the larger opponent's mid-section. But at the same time, it seemed Jabra was faking it, as the zoan user managed to pierce all five of his claws onto Yosaku's left shoulder, drawing blood. But it didn't matter.
"Checkmate!" Yosaku summoned up every drop of force within him and unleashed it through his fists. "Rokuogan!" The shockwave took Jabra full in the abdominal, pulverizing bones and internal organs, leaving the CP9 agent in a broken heap and agony.
Jabra stumbled back, his body not used to taking that much damage. A shocked expression on his face, "H-how do you know the seventh technique?" he stumbled. "Even I can't…" the zoan user couldn't finish his sentence as Yosaku finished him with a punch, dropping him to the floor.
"A punch in the face, puts a bitch in their place. You talk too much…" Yosaku swayed, suddenly spent. "That took a lot out of me…" he hissed from the pain around his body flaring up, as he dropped down to his knee, trying to catch his breath.
Right then behind him Hatchan landed, dragging along two bodies. It seemed he was also done in beating Fukuro and Kumadori.
Well, it wasn't a surprise. Hatchan joined the crew around the same time as the early members. And even though he wasn't that serious about training. Due to his special skills, mainly his octopus ability, he was somewhat able to keep up with both Johnny and Yosaku.
Well, that was until now. Johnny got a lot stronger after eating his devil fruit, and in the fight with Jabra, Yosaku also improved a lot. Finally, managed to use Rokuogan, successfully. So he was happy with his progress.
"So, you also done?" Hatchan asked, dropping the bodies of the defeated and unconscious CP9 agents. "If so then lets go look for Groot and Franky. Us… I mean Sogeking and Gintaro might be in trouble. Cricket and Anchor will need some time to beat their opponents."
Yosaku nodded, with an exhausted smile, "Yeah, sure… let's go there…"
"I… I don't think so, you bastard!" Jabra said out barely conscious, madness in his eyes as he gulped something down. Like that steam started to come out of his body at rapid pace as his wolf zoan form grew in size, his exhausted grin, turning into an arrogant one. "You die HERE!"
"Oh, shit!" Both Hatchan and Yosaku said at the same time.
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