The battle raged on as Garen and Larkus unleashed their ultimate forms—Beast Mode, the pinnacle of their Zoan-based Devil Fruit powers. Their bodies bulged with muscle, their features fully animalistic. The air around them vibrated with raw energy as their combat abilities doubled, but Satoru stood unshaken. His unrelenting aura of confidence only deepened their growing sense of dread.
Satoru's voice carried across the battlefield, calm yet cutting:
"Impressive transformations. But do you really think brute force alone can overcome me?"
The two pirates exchanged grim glances, their mutual understanding clear: speed and power were their only hope. With their Zoan forms fully activated, Garen's tiger-like agility blurred him into an afterimage, while Larkus's overwhelming lion strength caused the ground to tremble beneath his every step. They coordinated their attacks flawlessly, one striking from above while the other swept from below.
Yet, no matter how fast or ferocious their assaults, Satoru remained untouchable. His **Infinity Barrier** rendered him untouchable, their claws and fangs stopping inches away as though striking an invisible wall. Every misstep they made was caught by Satoru's Six Eyes, and his expression of cool indifference began to infuriate them.
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Suddenly, Satoru smiled.
"You know," he mused, deflecting Larkus's sweeping paw strike with a casual wave of his hand, "I'd love a good brawl. But frankly, I don't need to waste the effort."
A pulse of energy rippled outward as Satoru raised his hand. The air around him shimmered as his **Black Flash** technique surged to life, his movements becoming a blur of controlled destruction. In an instant, Satoru delivered a devastating counterattack, his fists smashing into their defenses like cannonballs.
Garen roared in pain as his ribs shattered under the blow. Larkus managed to block a follow-up punch, only to feel the bones in his arm fracture. The raw power of Satoru's attacks left them staggering, blood dripping from their mouths as they struggled to remain standing.
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"You've done well to survive this long," Satoru said, his tone laced with mockery. "But playtime's over."
Raising his hand, he summoned a swirling crimson sphere of energy—the manifestation of **Reversal: He.** The sheer weight of the energy pressing down on the battlefield made it hard to breathe. Even the navy soldiers and pirates clashing in the distance paused, their eyes widening as they felt the overwhelming pressure.
Garen and Larkus froze as their instincts screamed in unison: *Run.*
But there was no time. With a single gesture, Satoru unleashed the crimson sphere. A blinding flash of light followed by a massive wave of repulsion ripped through the battlefield. The ground cracked and buckled beneath the force, scattering debris like shrapnel. Navy soldiers dove for cover as the shockwave blasted past them, leaving even those farthest from the epicenter stunned.
Garen and Larkus were flung into the air, their bodies limp as they tumbled uncontrollably. When they hit the ocean, their Zoan transformations faded, and they reverted to their human forms. Internal injuries ravaged their bodies, and their Devil Fruit abilities left them powerless against the sea. Helpless, they sank below the waves, their consciousness fading as seawater filled their lungs.
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On the battlefield, silence fell. Satoru's voice rang out above the chaos:
"My fight is over. The rest is up to you."
The navy soldiers, emboldened by Satoru's triumph, rallied with renewed vigor, quickly overwhelming the disheartened pirates. One by one, the enemy surrendered, tossing down their weapons in submission.
Not all pirates gave up. A handful of diehard loyalists charged at Satoru in desperation. He didn't even turn to face them as their necks twisted unnaturally, their bodies crumpling to the ground.
The soldiers watched in awe as Satoru floated above the battlefield, completely unscathed. His mere presence inspired hope in the navy and despair among the pirates. One of the navy officers saluted him, yelling:
"Commander Satoru, we owe this victory to you!"
Satoru's lips curled into a faint smile.
"This base is under my protection. Let this be a warning to all who think they can challenge the navy."
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As the last pirates were rounded up, the battlefield began to settle. The sight of Garen and Larkus—two of the sea's most infamous captains—defeated so decisively sent shockwaves through the ranks of both the navy and pirates. Whispers of Satoru's strength would spread like wildfire, cementing his reputation as a force to be reckoned with.
But Satoru, standing at the heart of the devastation, simply adjusted his blindfold. To him, this was nothing more than another day on the battlefield.