"Cruffy right? I'm Prometheus,"
He raised the hand that held the sword and instantly dropped it. The next second the entire sky behind Cruffy was split into two and eaten up by flames. Red-orange light graced the skin of everyone present there, the warmth of attack, the smoothness, and his casual demeanor, everything scared Cruffy. He was a simple pirate, a low life who somehow managed to learn a thing or two about the fire style, but this was way more than what he had expected.
This was ridiculous, he was one of the characters that were on the same list as Yama. Humans who could rival the gods, although Prometheus was in the gray area, he was still on humanities side. It was funny how someone boasted the ability to wield fire in front of Prometheus, he wasn't on Hephaestus's level, but even the God of Blacksmithing would be more than impressed with him.
