{Somewhere Around the City}
A woman, flaring with dark purple energy, murmured to herself,
"If Kael Draven appeared… he'd kill Lord Neraxis."
She sighed, tense.
"We must find all the Hex Fruits… so Lord Neraxis can gain his full power."
{Back to Yura}
Neraxis laughed, a sound that cut through the chaos like shattered glass.
Yarau moved forward, arms burning with vital force.
"Bring it on," Neraxis murmured, his voice dripping malice.
THUD!
Their fists collided. Windows cracked and exploded across nearby buildings. The city itself shuddered under the sheer impact.
They continued lashing out, barrage after barrage—THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!—the air vibrating with each strike.
Glass shattered. Concrete splintered. Streets buckled under the pressure.
With a devastating kick, Neraxis slammed Yarau into a nearby building. Debris rained down as Yarau screamed,
"Show me… how you adapt, you damn rat!"
The intensity of the Vital Force overwhelmed Yura. He vomited, chest heaving, breath ragged. Eyes blurred, body trembling.
What's happening…? he thought, barely holding consciousness.
Neraxis leapt into the sky. Yarau followed, soaring upward for another clash.
BOOM!
A tight punch from Neraxis blew Yarau backward. He slammed into a clock tower; mirror fragments tore from his body, scattering across the city like deadly shards.
Neraxis laughed, maniacal and unstoppable.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Every fragment exploded violently. Yarau screamed in pain, but his voice was drowned out by the chaos.
"I like it," Neraxis murmured, calm amid the destruction.