Law gave a step back, feeling a chill running down his spine. That was the most remarkable chill that he ever felt before, just like what he was seeing in front of him.
'This boy... What the hell is happening with him!?' He gave a step back. 'Is he a Dread or what? Is it some sort of spell? B-But he isn't an Ascendant, and he isn't wielding that strange sword as well! It doesn't make any sense at all!'
Law was feeling deep in his heart what people called fear. He never feared before. Not after going through so many experimentations inside Nemesis and becoming the number one Finished Product of Nero's collection.
He could assassinate anyone, he always had an ace up his sleeve, a different spell that could make all the difference. His power was beyond any limits, he had a huge reserve of "Willpower", his battle style was deadly and difficult to counter. Law was the perfect soldier ever created.
