In Ayr's hand, a gray bone blade extended—razor-sharp, solid like Kaguya's All-Killing Ash Bones. With a swift slice, it severed Zephyr's arm cleanly. The Marine Admiral survived only by sacrificing the limb. The bone carried an ominous death aura, like a cursed jutsu—its very presence ate away at the living.
Zephyr twisted in midair, gritting his teeth, using every ounce of his strength and speed to dodge the lethal strike.
From afar, Doflamingo's expression turned grim. "If even Zephyr's Armament Haki can't block that... then no one can."
Crane watched anxiously. "Not even Busoshoku Haki could stop it... this is no ordinary ability."
Diamanti crossed his arms and muttered, "Ayr... he held back, just a little. Why?"
Zephyr knew the answer. His eyes reddened with pain and fury, but he clenched his teeth and said nothing. His right hand gripped his severed shoulder. He wasn't unconscious. He wasn't panicked. He was a Marine to the bone.
"Zephyr! Don't be reckless!" Sengoku shouted.
The arm was already gone. For others, this would have caused shock or a coma—but Zephyr was different. He had been through hell. He had faced Whitebeard and lived. He was forged in war.
"You have to cut off that arm, now!" Garp's voice roared like thunder. "Don't hesitate—attack!"
Clang!
If they hesitated, the strange bone energy would spread, disintegrating Zephyr's entire body, turning him into ash—just like Dust Release from Iwagakure or Madara's Limbo clones. The stakes couldn't be higher.
Garp and Sengoku's eyes filled with both rage and sorrow.
"His body... those bones... is Ayr using his own skeleton as a weapon?" Crane muttered.
The bone that pierced Zephyr's arm had turned the flesh into a lifeless gray, the color of decay. His left arm, now hanging in the air, crumbled completely into ash, scattered like dust in the wind.
"Damn it!" Zephyr cursed, rushing forward again despite the pain. His body bent, his forehead dripping sweat.
"To kill with ash... this must be a power like the All-Killing Ash Bones," he thought.
Ayr moved again. His attack struck like gray lightning—silent, sudden, deadly. It raced through the air, aiming for Zephyr's heart.
Every one of Ayr's moves now carried that strange energy. Unreadable. Unstoppable.
Zephyr braced himself. "Is there no limit to your techniques, Ayr?"
As if to answer him, Ayr calmly raised his hand again—and another gray bone sprouted from it.
Without hesitation, Ayr's hand sliced the air. The blade of bone flew like a sword technique fused with chakra—silent, but devastating. Zephyr was fast, but not fast enough. None of them were.
"What is that?" Crane asked, eyes wide.
Two crisp sounds cut through the battlefield.
Swish! Swish!
The flying bones pierced the air like arrows forged from death itself. Garp watched, stunned. Ayr wasn't just using power—he was manipulating life and death at a molecular level.
Crack!
Zephyr's shoulder exploded in pain. The attack had punctured through his Armament Haki like it was paper. His body trembled. Blood flowed freely.
"Zephyr! Are you alright?" Sengoku shouted.
"Huff... Huff... Huff..." Zephyr was panting heavily, drenched in sweat. His breath was ragged.
Ayr had destroyed his arm in a single blow—again. It wasn't brute strength. It was technique. Precision. Death-infused skill.
"What... this move doesn't even look as powerful as before," said Doflamingo. "But the damage... it's far worse."
Zephyr gritted his teeth. His right hand turned into a hardened blade—Armament Haki coated completely, jet black. But even that level of haki couldn't stop Ayr's strange gray bone.
Again, Ayr stretched out his hand. Again, a bone grew.
"Armament Haki, full force!" Zephyr shouted in his mind.
He was a master of Busoshoku Haki, but even his top-tier defense was breaking.
Slash!
Zephyr grimaced but shook his head. "I'm not done yet... keep attacking Ayr!"
He knew—if Ayr had aimed for his chest just now, he would already be dead.
Doflamingo opened his mouth to speak, but stopped. On the battlefield, Zephyr was stumbling backward, retreating rapidly.
He wasn't running—he was regrouping, preparing for another charge. But Ayr wasn't giving him that chance.
Zephyr hesitated for a split second—too cautious. And that hesitation proved costly.
Sengoku and Crane both tried to stop him, to hold him back. But it was too late.
"ZEPPHYR!!" Garp's voice boomed across the sky.
Zephyr quickly summoned all his remaining energy. His Haki surged, coating his body again. Both arms turned black as coal—his final defense.
But the moment Ayr's bone pierced him again, the battlefield froze.
Everyone watched in horror.
Garp and Sengoku saw the wound—deep, spreading gray. Their eyes widened with fury.
And in that moment, they understood—this was no longer a battle they could win with strength alone.
This was war against something greater than chakra, greater than Haki.
This was a fight against extinction.
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