(part 4)


Dai would remain in his seat as he watched all the humans gather about. look at how they scurried to claim objects of wealth such a pity no one would be getting anything this day. Well, they would be getting one thing. They would be loosing there lives. He smirked behind his tassel ridden face. He needed to blend in not to make any rash decisions. in his mind, he kept repeating over and over again like a mantra 'stick to the plan Dai stick to the plan.' The lights dimmed as the few remaining people came in and took there remaining seats.

He remained quiet and would listen to the man who organized this entire operation. The human went by the name of Francis apparently. He would need to make a note of that when he went out and claimed his winnings. he looked about as indeed plates were being distributed to the audience. Well, he could use a little bit more food that boar barely filled his stomach. Champagne glasses were filled and passed along the rows. well, at least they had some class giving the rich expensive liquor and possibly expensive food to boot.

After all they could afford it, however, when he took his glass and was about to take a sip from it he heard something that made him freeze him down to his core. A mixed myriad of emotions swirled in the pit of his stomach. Nausea anger battled it out. His hands began to shake violently his hand gripping tighter and tighter and tighter upon the glass until it cracked and shatter spilling shards of glass and champagne on to him and the floor. He slowly took in a few breaths and looked about as the "meal" was being served to everyone.

He took his plate and once again gripped it in his hands trying very hard not to jump out of his seat and murder the man named Francis. Oh, how he would love to tear the man limb from limb. He let go of his plate and slid it to the side.  More and more he could feel his blood boiling in the rage that quelled inside shim while the people about him dined upon the mermaid once it was served to them. These people needed to be purged from society no not from society from existence, He bit his lower lip hard and blood began to drip from it.

He grabbed a napkin and wiped the front of himself off and dabbed at his lower lip pushing it through the tassels. He slowly began to move to the side of the people as he threw down the handkerchief and began to walk down towards the main platform of the stage. Yubashiri hung at his side as he grabbed the handle of the blade and stopped 10 meters from the stage. He drew Yubashiri and raised it in the air. "I bid 600 million berri and also a quick death to every single one of you scum which is far more than you deserve."  

He straightened his arm and pointed the blade directly at Francis. "You, however, you get to live a little while longer." the audience went silent then they burst into laughter at the man in the black robe with red clouds on them. "Very funny but can we please get on with the judging I bid 650..." the tall man named Edmund from earlier gasped and choked as dai moved at his full speed and grabbed him by the head and ripped into the man's throat spraying blood onto the populace.

He growled and spat out the flesh of the neck as the man garbled and blood continued to spray out the man in vain trying to clutch his throat. He removed his hat and threw it onto the stage at franchises feet. The once white tassels now dyed blood red. There were panicked screams as audience members tried to scramble to the doors exits. sure they could run but they couldn't hide.  He wiped his face with the man's front of his clothes and proceeded to throw him through the stands of people not caring who he hit. He took in a great inhalation of breath and shouted "Yuurei were coming for ya hang on tight buddy, Gideon time to drop the hammer on these monstrous people!'

At one point it was quiet and the swordsman was laying on the floor. He was relaxing and waiting for Armstrong to leave, but that never happened. Instead, the man stood there keeping watch, which he did find extremely annoying. The beating he took from him two days ago only proved to make him stronger, and he would endure more pain today than ever before. It would take a while, but after the Auction would start, Yuurei would activate his Observation. His eyes stood close as he was trying to get the feel for the number of people that were in the facility. He was surprised to feel that amount of people, but there was one presence that known out of the rest. He had a smirk on his face but kept his eyes closed as he wondered what this man was going to do. After a few minutes of laying on the floor, Yuurei’s eyes opened slowly.

Daimaru had moved closer in a sense towards Yuurei direction, and he wondered if the sharkman was on the move. He sat up as he figured it was time to get out of this place. Still, he knew before he could get out of this place he would have to face this big strong man in the room with him. Yuurei didn’t do anything though still as he waited for something to happen, and then it happened the presence of one the people in the area Daimaru was in had faded away. His friend had killed a person, and then his Den den mushi activated as Daimaru’s voice could be heard. I guess it is time. He thought to himself as he removed the cuffs that were on his wrist. This was something he had unlocked earlier but kept on until the time was right.

The thief would get up from his cage, he would have an angry look on his face. When he got up he would move towards the corner of the cage and held the bars as he was separating them from each other. ”I’m getting out of here, and I’m coming for you big guy, so get ready.” Yuurei would bend the bars with his strength, and he would get out of the cage he was in. He cracked his neck and stretched his body as he was happy to be free from that. Yuurei looked at Armstrong as he was allowing the man to get himself ready as well. The thief was at a disadvantage right now; he was a swordsman, and not a man who used his fist, but it didn’t mean he could fight with his hands. He was sure that he packed a punch.

Yuurei looked around the area as he was trying to see what he could use against this man, but there was nothing that caught his attention right now. ”Daimaru, Gideon. I’m glad you guys came back, well I knew you guys would. Can you make sure my swords aren’t taken? I have to deal with someone before I get to the big stage.” He said this as his feet would kick off the ground, but not to run towards Armstrong, instead, Yuurei was moving side to side as he didn’t want to be caught flatfooted if this man attacked him first. His forearm would be close to his chest, and face as the rest of his arms would be covering his abdomen. The swordsman was from the long-arm tribe, and his arms were his strength, while his sword gave him comfort, and where an extension of his arms.

1/20 Haki Stamina Observation

Gideon counted the seconds while pacing back and forth between the trees, all the while scanning the area, making sure he wasn't going to be caught flat-footed, not again, not this time, he was determined, too determined to fail, he wasn't planning on it, he wouldn't allow it. He began thinking the plan through, what he would do once he received the call, different choices, possibilities, risks, but all of them involved him obtained Jormungandr first, he needed that blade first.

The birds chirped and the smaller animals scurried, not wanting to get anywhere near the giant. With all the pacing, Gideon had began forming a trench within the ground, plants were buried beneath his feet and roots from nearby plants were becoming exposed. This was evidence of time, time that was passing though to the giant, too much time was passing, too long was Daimaru gone and it only made him wonder and worry, but what was he to do? He had to follow orders, it was the only way for the plan to work, the plan had to work... he had trust in his crew, for it was the ultimate comfort for the giant.

Daimaru's voice finally came in, forcing Gideon to halt in his tracks, wondering why Dai was bidding and if he actually had 600 million beri, then when his threat of death echoed from the den den mushi, Gideon's eyes shot towards the direction he had been eyeing every time he turned to continue his pace, he wanted to dart right away, but he couldn't, he was given a specific order and he was sure that if he made a slight error, the whole plan would fail and he would lose Daimaru too. A small conversation exchanged between Dai and someone else, someone he couldn't hear; Gideon gripped tightly on Mjolgera, waiting, his heart thumping, demanding that he moved, but no... he needed the words.

Then... that was it. The moment Dai said 'Hammer', Gideon pushed off the ground, charging forward, a nearby tree toppled over but not before the giant left the scene. He ran as fast as he could, keeping his sight forward, scanning the ground, hoping there were no enemies in his path, he didn't think he would hold back on the power of his swing.

Soon, something came into view, a large blade about thirty feet long leaning against a massive tree; Jormungandr. Something...someone was by the base of the blade, two of them, conversing with one another, wearing swords at their side.

"Wait, is that-?" one of them had spotted Gideon, but before he could register who or what was going on, Gideon struck the man with a powerful kick, kicking up debris, but not before the man was sent flying through the tree branches and far into the air above.

"Son of a-!" the other man was in the middle of drawing his sword when Gideon dropped his hammer right onto him, knocking him out. Without a second thought, the giant grabbed the handle of his favored blade and lifted it onto his shoulder and after catching his breath for a second, he ran towards the warehouse. He heard Yuurei's voice which made him all the more determined.

"Hammer is dropping" he said.

At the sight of Dai breaking his glass and spilling wine all over himself, the human's and skypiean's all moved away from him, thinking the disguised man was sick. Each of them whispered, missing the bid that was happening. When Dai moved, he had only gone a row forward until he was ten meters away from the stage. Everyone had gone silent, watching the man draw a weapon and Francis' brow lifted sharply as if questioning the scene before him. His lip twisted with annoyance but he remained calm, even while one of the auction goers was currently getting his throat ripped out. His left hand reached to the side of the stage and made a motion as if telling someone to get closer. A bundle was tossed his way and Francis drew Nidai Kitetsu and tossed the scabbard of the blade aside. "Everyone move to the closest exits, I'll deal with the killer!" Francis yelled over the now screaming crowd while guards worked to move all the men and women away from Dai. Francis tossed his white hat to the ground, freeing his black hair that was pulled into a tight ponytail. He dropped off the stage and rushed Dai, the point of the blade aimed right for his ribs to try and shred through his body in one strike. If Francis connected with his strike he would follow up with a kick to Dai's abs and if he missed he would slide across the room another five feet and spin to face Dai.

Meanwhile Armstrong tilted his head at the sight of the long arm bending the metal bars of his cage wide enough to slip out of the cage. Armstrong started to strafe around the room, putting himself between the door and Yuurei. He knew there was no weapons in the room for the long arm to fight with, and clearly knew the man was strong but figured he wouldn't be able to take much of a hit. As Yuurei strafed side to side, becoming a blur to the vision of most people including himself he was smart enough to know what to do. Armstrong stepped backwards until his shoulders pressed to the door. Then he charged forward as fast as his slow body could take him. Both of his arms pulled back and his body slid to the left and shifted so he could face the blur of Yuurei. His body shunted a step forward and he hurled his right arms up and under Yuurei's legs. His right leg stepped forward and hoisted Yuurei up over Armstrong's shoulder. One hand slipped to Yuurei's neck as Armstrong charged towards the wall. With all his might Armstrong hurled Yuurei through the wall, knocking the long arm out of the room. Yuurei's body smashed not only through a wall but shattered a case that held a sword in it. Armstrong cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders then stepped through the man sized hole in the wall, stepping to finish off Yuurei.

Outside, the snipers on the roof of warehouse sixteen heard the tree that Gideon had knocked over. Each of them lifted their rifles and aimed at the charging forty something foot tall mass of muscle and flesh. Just as they pulled the triggers of their guns, aiming at the shoulders of Gideon, debris shot up into the air, blinding their vision of the massive man. The men on the ground looked up to see what the snipers were shooting at and each of them drew pistols from their belts. All at once the Skypiean guards flew up into the sky, and started to ascend until they could see Gideon clearly. Again they each sent a volley of shots in his direction. "GIANT! GIANT!" One of them shouted to warn anyone who would be outside that could help!

He could feel the bits of flesh that were ingrained in his teeth still. A most disgusting taste the flesh of humans. Or that was his own personal opinion he was going to need a thorough brushing and flossing and a whole lot of mouthwash. The blood of the slain main continued to drop from his mouth onto the floor. The panicked screams of the Skypians and humans fleeing in terror was a comforting notion at least. He had made his entrance and made his demand simple. As the man named Francis turned his head to the side and to motion to someone backstage. a familiar voice chirped on his baby den den mushi. it was his friendly neighborhood giant friend confirming the order. now things were going to get a little more interesting

he would grab the fat man that had been accompanying the man that dai had just ripped the throat out of. his eyes became bloodshot almost with killing intent as he reached out and grabbed the fat man by his head and held him in front of dai as a shield for his chest region"come here tubby!" He smiled and was shocked to see the blade being unwrapped by the man and narrowed his eyes as the man had the balls to call him a killer. "Who are you calling a killer, you sell peoples lives killing there hopes and dreams I suppose its all a matter of perspective."

The man was fast as he came charging at him he was glad he had been able to grab the ma as the blade came through the man's chest. the tip of the blade was pressing against his stomach and digging into him. the sharpness of that blade was impressive. No not impressive it was spectacular. with a blade like that he would have no issue winning. He grimaced as the blade slide into him as he reached out his right hand and would attempt to grab the man named Francis by the arm with his free arm. If he was successful he would grimace at the man and chuckle.

"Not bad Franny, however, your wide open." However, if he was not successful he would lunge out with his jaw and attempt to bit e the man on the neck. Sure the man was faster but dai had an ultimatum. the bite however was but a feint his sword arm would impale the fat man's body and attempt to pierce into Francis upper right chest portion aiming for his lung oh he would have his payback. This was it his first real battle as a swordsman. Finally, after all these years of training alone he was going to gain some first-hand experience. He coughed up blood as he could feel the blades cold steel through his stomach poking against his lower ribs.

However, his heartbeat remained steady as adrenaline coursed through his body.; This was by far the most fun he had had in years. He spat the blood onto the front as the Fatman wiggled and squirmed and screamed as he was being impaled from two different sides. He shouted, "Gideon drop that hammer faster and ans deep as you can!" He panted as his mind flashed with images for a moment himself sitting alone his kees raised to his chest in a fetal position as he slowly sang to himself to try to sleep it had been after his friends had been taken from him. the inside of dais head was filled with the first chords of the song. He unconsciously was muttering them aloud as he faced off against the swordsman

"Fire slowly burns as the boy is drifting off to sleep
Red embers flame in the ashes of our memories
Breathing in, then out again
There I see the face of my precious boy appearing"

Yuurei kept moving as he was looking at Armstrong. The man looked like he was waiting for this moment to fight him. That was good to know because he knew that things would crazy from here. He had to pay this man for literally kicking him when he was down. There was nothing he could do back then, but now it was different. The swordsman watched him moving away from him, and he could see that he was blocking the door. That is the room where I make my escape. He thought to himself as he wondered what Armstrong had planned. It wouldn’t take him long to act, and Yuurei’s eyes widen when he saw this man running towards him. His speed was something to laugh at, but all of this caught him off guard. He was expecting the bulky man to rush towards him so fast that he couldn’t react. ‘


Still, he rushed at him so slow that it surprised him. It wouldn’t take him long to figure out what Armstrong was doing, but he was too late to react. There was a reason to that; Yuurei was so caught up on how slowed he moved that Armstrong would had an opportunity of attack. Still, the swordsman could feel his body being lifted up from the ground, and his eyes widen as he remembered how strong this man was. Yuurei held onto him as he threw a couple punches at Armstrong while being grappled. His hands were covered in Armament when he was doing this as he was making his blows stronger than they normally would be. Still, it wouldn’t stop the man from tossing Yuurei towards the wall. When the thief felt his body being flung into the air his normal reaction was to covered his entire torso in Armament.

It wasn’t just that, but he was able to curl himself into a ball, so that his hands could cover his head from the impact of the wall. Yuurei would crash through the wall, which would sent him flying towards a see through case. He would fall upon this case breaking it, having the glass shatter everywhere around him. He sighed as he was on his back as he didn’t think this would happen. ”I should have remembered how strong he was after he kicked me and made my nose bleed.” He said this to himself as he looked to his right, then straight up to the ceiling, and then quickly back to his right. His eyes widen, he was surprised to see what he saw. The sword next to him that he didn’t think he would see here. Still, this was an auction house, so it shouldn’t have been a surprised.

Yuurei didn’t have a weapon of his choice at hand, but with this weapon he could take Armstrong out better than he would have without one. He grabbed a hold of Ryo Wazamono as he had admired it in his hand. It was beautiful just from it begin in its sheathe, it was about twenty-seven inches long not including the handle. The sheathe itself was white and had gold flowers designed on itself. The guard of the blade was also shaped as a flower as well, and overall it was beautiful. He got up from the floor that he was on, and cracked his neck because he was not out of the fight. He unsheathed the blade he was going to use in this battle as he looked at the hole he had come from. He could see Armstrong coming out of the hole, which made him put on a serious look.

The swordsman figured he could admire his blade later, but right now he was going to take this man out. His right arm was no longer covered in Armament, but the sword he wielded was now covered by the black coated armor. Yuurei had moved at Armstrong quickly as he could, closing the distance between the two of them. When he got close enough for his arms to reach, Yuurei would swing down the blade using the strength of his first elbow. If Armstrong would dodge the attack, Yuurei would straighten his second elbow to attempt to stab the man right on the side of his abdomen. He had his left arm, and torso covered in Armament as well and his free hand was ready to be used for defensive purposes, if it came to it.

3/20 Haki.

Soon enough the facility came into view, and as Gideon expected, he was spotted, the call "GIANT!" gave him the signal he needed for his tactic: he quickly from his flask of saki from his fannypack and downed a large gulp, then after two strides he released a obscured mist that enveloped the front of the facility. Gunshots rang in the air as the giant continued to run forward, though he strayed off to the side as to not make be predicted where he would be.

Another two strides and the giant came into view of the wall's silhouette to which he acted by swinging Jormungandr overhead which reached so high, a bit of the blade poked out from the top of the mist before the entire blade was brought down and slammed into the side of the building, creating a cut down deep the giant could hear screaming, he then followed up by slamming his shoulder into the cut, breaking through the rest of the wall.

The wall exploded into a large storage area where boxes and crates were, debris flew everywhere as the giant made his entrance. After taking in the scenery, Gideon heard someone coming from behind him just outside the hole in the wall.

"It went this way!" the voice of one of the gunman caught Gideon's ear from outside the makeshift doorway. The giant took a long step back and faced the opening, then he clicked his teeth and exhaled a stream of fire into the mist which instantly caught fire, however he didn't expect it to cause a small explosion that nearly singed his eyebrows as it pushed him back, forcing his to stumbled.

The opening the wider, the entire mist cloud outside lit up in flames, burning the gunman who stood guard at the front and those who tried to follow the giant and... a couple of the crates and boxes caught fire and began to spread.

The blade Francis held was stuck fast in the plump man, making Francis sigh with annoyance at the situation. "For sushi you're pretty quick. Even managed to get a hold of my arm. Lets see though." The swordsman stepped to the side, evading Dai's stabbing motion. Francis extended his free arm while leaning into the fat man, pushing the blade deeper to continue to stab at Dai. His free arm, upon fully extending produced a sharp but thin dagger from a hidden sheath on his arm. Twisting forward his arm flipped the dagger in his palm and stabbed down at Dai's shoulder, ignoring the large portly man in his way. The moment his arm followed through with the stroke of the stab his left leg came up and pushed off of the fat man, pushing himself away from Dai's grip and yanked his sharp blade free.

Francis flipped his dagger around in his left hand, his right hand flicked blood off the sword, splattering the ground with crimson blood. Slowly he started to strafe around the room, his eyes never leaving Dai's shoulders, watching for the telling sign of an attack. At that moment an explosion rocked the room above them, causing debris to fall from the roof, lights to flicker off and on but Francis didn't pay it any mind, the fishman needed to die for costing Francis a bunch of money.

Armstrong stepped through the hole in the wall only for Yuurei to strike down on the large man with a sharp blade. Armstrong knew he wasn't fast enough to dodge the sudden strike but did manage to side step to the left and sacrifice the muscle in his left shoulder. His face twisted with the pain of a sword digging into his shoulder but his body stepped forward, right arm shooting up into a hay maker light upper cut right at Yuurei's jaw to send him off his feet with Armstrong's heaviest attack. Blood soaked the jacket of Armstrong and started to leak and run down his body. The large man stifled a groan of pain to keep his mind focused on the battle at hand, letting the adrenaline of combat keep him going longer than a terrible wound should have. Armstrong's hand grasped for Yuurei's shirt to pull him forward while Armstrong threw his head forward to try and deliver a heavy blow to the front of Yuurei's skull.

From the center of the warehouse district, the ground split open, an elevator rose up from the ground and a massive forty one robot, brown in color with a singular glowing eye atop its helmet shaped head moved and locked on Gideon. It's large arm moved to its hip and grabbed an ax from it and lifted the weapon to chest level. Inside the center of the robot, the Good Doctor moved a control rod, causing the robot to charge Gideon and slam its left shoulder into the giant's back to try and topple him over.

Bite is a feint. No hit to claim.
Francis side-steps (pivots) Dai's stab at his shoulder/lung and launches a counter attack.

To be fair, with Francis' stats, you shouldn't have been been able to block with the fat dude. You'd be run through fairly easily, if you saw him at all. If there's a hit to claim, it would be there, but I'll leave it at that.

@Daimaru 's turn.

He growled as his attack had seemingly failed as the man pivoted out of his way of the line of his attack. He had even been able to counter-attack. Dai was far to slow compared to the man before him. He felt the sting of cuts as the man pulled out a dagger and cut him deeply. A warm trickling sensation and a sharp pain as the man had pulled nidai Kitetsu out of his stomach. Dai was not having a good time with this man he was seriously getting his ass kicked.  the man was doing significant amounts of damage to his body this fight was not going his way at all.

His shoulder had been stabbed by the man's quick knife work. He, however, watched the man as he strafed around the room never taking his eyes of dai and dai doing the same thing. He was not going to run away even if this fight seemed hopeless. Even the threat of death would not scare him at this point he was a true swordsman. If he was going to die this day he was going to die to fighting. He gritted his teeth as he placed his free hand on his stomach wound and chuckled.

He grunted as he watched as debris fell from the ceiling. It seems as if Gideon had gotten his message. "Your vile trading ends here Francis now it is time you pay for your crimes!." "Yuurei lets wrap this up so we can home so quit screwing around with muscles over there." He held up Yubashiri with his right hand and threw the fat nobleman who had long since passed out or perhaps bled out. Either way, he didn't care they were no longer useful. He slowly licked his lips and sidestepped along with Francis. This fight was making his heart pump with excitement.

This by far was the closest he had felt to death in his entire adventures. He smirked and held his sword arm at the side of his ribs and would keep his attack ready and charged. Should Francis make a movement towards him he would unleash his rising shark technique. amassing all his power through taking a posture where the back of the body falls down and his knees were bent. This fight needed to end quickly before he went and bled out. He had taken far to much damage already. Blood dripped out of the side of his mouth as he continued to stare down Francis.

technique prepped:

Yuurei had caught Armstrong on his left shoulder, and it seemed like the man had done this on purpose. What he had noticed from the big guy was that he had moved very slow, and he figured it was because of his build. His observation was active indeed, and he could feel the presence of the man who was talking to Quinn and Daimaru close to each other. He wasn’t sure what was happening, but he knew that his friend was fighting to the death. His eyes moved around looking at Armstrong though as he noticed that was making his way with an attack of his own. The uppercut was coming, and even though it was slow he was smart to attack while he was attacking. He had prepared for that, and his left hand, which was free had become regular, and his armament had shifted to his entire face, neck included.

The uppercut collided with Yuurei’s jaw, but thanks to the combination of his armament and foreseeing the attack with his observation, Yuurei didn’t really feel much from the hit, but he noticed that the man was reaching out for his collar now. He allowed it to happen, but while that was happening he had done something at the same time. Yuurei still had the sword he was using coated in armament. His long arm would start moving around as he was striking right by Armstrong’s neck with speed, and power behind it. Of course, Yuurei would also allow him to hit him with the head-butt as well as he had his face covered in armament to protect him from the blow. After everything would happen, and whether or not Yuurei had connected he would hear Daimaru shouted to him. He could see that his friend was in need of help, and he was hoping with his blow things would be over with.

”I’m not playing around Dai, but let’s see if this works then.” He sighed because he didn’t want to use this.

Still, he didn’t know what was going to happen anytime soon, so he needed to finish this quickly. Yuurei’s eyes had a fierce looked to them as his spirit and will had shot out all around him. Anybody who was within 50 meters of him would be succumbed to his will, and those who couldn’t take the pressure that he was emanating would lose their consciousness and fall to the ground without a moment of hesitation. His focused never left Armstrong though, but he had made sure that his Willpower didn’t affect Daimaru, nor Gideon. He wasn’t sure what would happen, but if Armstrong was down for the count then he would go assist Daimaru.


15/20 Haki Armament, Observation, and Conquerors.

With the stream of fire forcing it's way through the opening in the wall, there was a moment where it reacted with the air within the storage area and ended up causing a small explosion that spread the flames to several boxes and crates spreading the fire. Gideon had braced himself, luckily the explosion wasn't too massive or if there were any other flammable chemicals present, the explosion probably would have been more damaging on both ends of the makeshift doorway.

However due to the roaring flames, the screams of the guards outside, and the collapsing crates, Gideon was late on hearing the elevator that delivered a large robot, though he had figured the whirling was due to something being damaged from the fighting or the damage he had just made. He was about to turn about when something slammed into him from behind. He fell over and allowed himself to roll, however he quickly maneuvered himself to avoid the flames.

Once Gideon was in a space where he could gain his footing, he stood up and faced his new foe; some kind of metal giant, No this was something, a metal toy as big as he is. "I don't know who or what you are" Gideon said as he gripped Jormungandr's handle with both hands, "But I assure you, I'm going to dice you up and saute your metal ass!" Fear of facing such an unknown large enemy didn't overlap the fear of losing his allies, which was his drive for moving forward and taking the chance of rescuing them, no matter who stood in his way. Gideon took just enough strides forward to get in reach of the metal beast and swung his thirty foot blade in a horizontal arc, trying to bisect his enemy in two.

Dai was most surprised at the current events that proceeded with Yuurei. The man had unleashed something only very few people were ever gifted within the world. THe conquers haki., It was magnificent to behold as he remained in his position charging his attack he was meant to use should the man have moved closer to him. However, it was not necessarily now. The remaining people who were in the area had dropped down and fallen unconscious however the man that Yuurei was fighting remained standing. A most impressive feat he had a strong will but the man known as Francis was down now.

His foe had been taken down and he could claim his prize now thanks to the assistance of Yuurei. He would return the favor however to the man maybe not today but one day he would. Dai dashed at his full speed at Francis and would pry the Nidai Kitetsu blade from the unconscious Francis. With Yubashiri in his right, he so wished to impale  Nidai Kitetsu and Yubashiri. but Francis was strong stronger than him and more well built he had to admit that. He would spare for now he would have Yuurei more than likely kill him. Or perhaps they could do it together. Would be a most unusual way to bond but in a way, it would be set in blood none the less.

He had done it with a little help from Yuurei mind you. Ok a lot of help from Yuurei. He felt more than jovial at this point he was experiencing an ecstasy of bliss. He had finally gotten his hands on another O Wazemono blade. This one was going to be in good hands. He shook his head as he grabbed the sheath from Francis and looked towards the stage and was half tempted to stay and butcher the auctioneers that had fallen unconcious. But no there would be no time for that.
He turned his head to the stage as he winced as he sheathed both his blades and proceeded to move towards the stage. he reached into his coat and pulled out the den den mushi and spoke into it.

"Gideon, Me and Yuurei are on our way up shortly get back to the ship if you can we have one last loose end to tie up down here." He grabbed nidai kitetsu and proceeded to run and then throw it onto the stage " Yuurei catch and I will want that back!" He groaned as he fell to one knee and panted. His friend used multiple sword styles but let's see if he can help even the odds since he was without his swords at present.  He clutched at his wound on his stomach with his free hand and would watch Yuurei fight against the bulked up man taking grabbing the arm rest of a nearby chair and pulling himself up and sitting back down into it.he was approximatly 5 meters away from the stage. However, he had enough cheek left in him to give an ultimatum towards Armstrong. "Your boss is done muscles time to punch out if you value your life."

Yuurei would look at Armstrong who looked angry because of what he had done. The man that Daimaru was fighting had fallen to the ground. That was good and he was glad that one person was taken down by this. His friend was okay for now, and it seemed like because of this he had obtained the Nidai Kitetsu that he had been dying to get. Yuurei wanted that blade deep down inside, but he chose not to argue with Daimaru about it because they were on the same crew. He would allow the Fishman relished in his reward, and hope that he would get stronger now, so he didn’t lose the blade to anybody. Still, his attention was to the angry Armstrong who was not happy about the man he hired being knocked unconscious. It wasn’t just that, but Yuurei noticed that there was blood that was on his forehead.

It took him a while to realize this as he could feel something warm on his face. He touched the blood and then wiped it off his face while looking at Armstrong. He could hear Daimaru telling him to catch, and he looked over to the man as he saw a blade being tossed to him. Yuurei would catch the sword, and sheathed the blade he was using. If Armstrong was strong enough to make him bleed even with Armament, then that meant this man was strong enough to break the sword he had been using. The swordsman unsheathed Kitetsu as he was looking at the man. He had good endurance and he could tell this through the last slash attacked he had attempted. He was going for the kill but only got a small result. Yuurei, instead, figured he would get close to this man, but pay mind to him as he didn’t want to be grabbed by Armstrong.

”Daimaru can you get my swords, please. They should be in that container on the stage. I would like those on my person as soon as possible please.” He told his friend this.

When he said this Yuurei rushed towards him with the better sword now as he had could see that Armstrong wasn’t going to have it with them. He could tell the man was upset with him, so he figured that he would continue to chip away at his body the only way he could. The swordsman ran at him at full speed, and he used all his strength to swing the blade straight down towards Armstrong’s left side with both hands. That was the area that he had hit time and time again, so he figured that if he continued to hit around that area the damage would accumulate. The blade itself had been covered in Armament as well at this time.

At the same time he hoped it would finish him off, so he could go and help out Gideon, which he had been hoping to do. Yuurei wasn’t sure what the giant was facing upstairs, but he hoped that it wasn’t something too crazy.

16/20 Haki