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Luffy had been trapped in the Birdcage through carelessness—overconfidence in Gear Fourth's power leading to catastrophic miscalculation. Only Admiral Gin's water-weapon assault during his clash with Doflamingo had accidentally freed the imprisoned Straw Hat. Without that timely intervention, the grandson of the Marine Hero would have suffocated slowly, crushed by contracting threads.
But Luffy possessed remarkable adaptability.
Faced with an enemy he couldn't defeat alone, Monkey D. Luffy instantly adjusted his approach. Honor was meaningless if he couldn't protect his friends. Martial ethics didn't matter when fighting someone as despicable as Doflamingo.
If I can't beat him one-on-one, I'll team up with Gin!
The strategy was simple. Practical. Effective.
The muscular Gear Fourth form bounced through the air several times—using inflated legs as springs to rapidly change position. Within seconds, Luffy had circled around to Doflamingo's rear flank.
The Heavenly Yaksha was completely occupied facing Admiral Gin's flood assault. His back was exposed. Undefended. The perfect opportunity for a devastating sneak attack.
After years of studying massive beasts during his training, Luffy had developed the Rhino Schneider specifically for maximum impact force. Now he would use that technique to give this "kind-hearted" Shichibukai a proper greeting.
"GOMU GOMU NO... RHINO SCHNEIDER!"
Both knees, wrapped in jet-black Armament Haki, compressed against his body before exploding forward. Kensei—the animated sandals containing the Chikara Chikara no Mi (Strength-Strength Fruit)—activated simultaneously, manipulating gravitational force to multiply the attack's momentum.
The strength enhancement was profound. Thousands of pounds of force channeled through Luffy's legs, transmitted into his entire body, creating power he'd never experienced before.
This is it! This will work!
Doflamingo's Observation Haki detected the approach immediately—sensed Luffy charging recklessly from behind like an enraged bull.
"You useless brat!" the Heavenly Yaksha snarled, twisting half his body despite facing Gin's tsunami. "There's no place for trash like you in a real fight! Lie down and stay DOWN!"
"Sora no Michi (Sky Path)!"
A thick white cord erupted from his palm, shooting toward Luffy's trajectory. The same technique that had imprisoned him before—Doflamingo intended to refresh the Straw Hat Boy's short memory with another humiliating capture.
But Admiral Gin hadn't been standing idle.
"Don't forget," the Marine said coldly, "I'm still in front of you."
He raised both hands, fingers spread wide. Remote manipulation activated.
"Ame no Kusari (Rain Chains)!"
Doflamingo's soaked condition wasn't accidental. Gin had been saturating his clothing deliberately, coating every surface with controllable water molecules. Now those droplets responded to his Logia mastery—condensing instantly into solid constructs.
Four chains materialized around Doflamingo's body—formed from compressed water but possessing tensile strength exceeding steel cable. They wrapped around his wrists and ankles simultaneously, then pulled in opposite directions with tremendous force.
The Heavenly Yaksha's limbs were yanked into a spread-eagle position, immobilizing him completely.
For insurance, Gin generated a fifth chain around Doflamingo's neck—this one held personally in the Admiral's grip, allowing precise control over the most vulnerable target.
"I didn't expect you had such a trick," Doflamingo hissed through gritted teeth. He strained against the water chains, channeling Devil Fruit power and raw physical strength to break free, but the constructs held firm. For the first time in decades, genuine panic flickered across his features.
He was trapped. Helpless. Vulnerable.
With his ally controlling the enemy from the front, Monkey D. Luffy wouldn't waste this opportunity.
He gathered every ounce of strength into his compressed knees and struck.
WHAM!
The Rhino Schneider connected with Doflamingo's spine—a devastating impact that would have shattered normal human vertebrae instantly. Even though the Heavenly Yaksha managed to coat the impact zone with Armament Haki at the last possible moment, the force still drove through his defenses.
CRACK.
Ribs fractured. Internal organs compressed violently against the spine. Blood erupted from Doflamingo's mouth in a crimson spray—evidence of catastrophic internal damage.
How?! Doflamingo's mind reeled. The Straw Hat couldn't break my defense before! Where did this strength come from?!
He'd missed Kensei's contribution—had dismissed the animated footwear as a novelty rather than recognizing the enhancement it provided. That oversight was proving costly.
But worse was yet to come.
A new presence materialized directly above Doflamingo's head—appearing through spatial manipulation without warning or sound.
The figure had a hole through its torso. A massive wound where the heart should be, edges cauterized but still grotesque. Yet despite this mortal injury, the man moved with perfect coordination, weapon drawn, eyes burning with absolute determination.
"Law?!" Doflamingo's eyes widened in genuine shock. "You little shit is still ALIVE?!"
He'd pierced Trafalgar Law's chest personally. Had felt the heart rupture beneath his fingers. Had watched the light fade from those eyes, had confirmed the absence of breathing and pulse.
Yet here Law stood—transported above his tormentor through the Ope Ope no Mi (Op-Op Fruit)'s spatial manipulation, preparing to deliver judgment.
The three-way encirclement was complete.
Luffy, restraining from behind, felt Doflamingo's hands attempting to move—trying to generate threads to strike at Law, to eliminate the most dangerous threat before the attack could land.
Not happening!
The Straw Hat grabbed both of Doflamingo's arms, pinning them in a straight line behind the Yaksha's back. The position eliminated all angles for counter-attack, left him completely defenseless against what was coming.
Simultaneously, Gin tightened every water chain—constricting limbs while the neck-chain pulled backward with choking force. Doflamingo's body became rigid, strength draining as oxygen flow decreased.
He was immobilized. Controlled. Helpless before his enemies.
The reason Trafalgar Law had survived Doflamingo's killing blow was deceptively simple: he'd moved his organs in advance.
The Ope Ope no Mi granted complete control over biological structures within his "Room" sphere. Before Doflamingo's hand had struck, Law had relocated his heart several inches to the left—far enough that the piercing attack missed the vital organ entirely.
Then he'd used the fruit's abilities to fake death—slowing his metabolism to undetectable levels, stopping his breathing artificially, creating every symptom of mortality.
Doflamingo's arrogance had completed the deception. The Heavenly Yaksha had been so certain of his kill that he'd never bothered confirming it properly. That character flaw was now costing him everything.
"Doflamingo," Law's voice was cold as winter seas. "Return Corazon's life."
Kikoku—his nodachi—was already unsheathed, the blade gleaming in the rain-saturated light.
And Law's Ope Ope no Mi had taken the critical step toward Awakening.
He could now attach his Devil Fruit's abilities to external objects—extending his spatial manipulation beyond his body into weapons and tools. The tactical applications were limitless.
"K-ROOM!"
The awakened power manifested as an aura around Kikoku—colorless but palpable, warping space itself around the blade's edge.
"Anesthesia!"
Law drove the sword downward—piercing directly through Doflamingo's skull, through his torso, through his entire body from crown to pelvis.
The blade passed through flesh and bone without resistance. Without friction. Without causing even the slightest pain—as though the weapon existed in a different layer of reality, occupying the same space as Doflamingo's body without technically touching it.
But the secondary effect activated immediately.
Anesthetic properties infused directly into every cell the blade phased through. Doflamingo's physical body went numb—nerve signals disrupted, pain receptors silenced, muscular control compromised. His mental state deteriorated simultaneously, consciousness becoming foggy as sedative effects flooded his brain.
The Heavenly Yaksha's resistance—already minimal while restrained—ground to a complete halt. His mind grew hazy. Unfocused. Vulnerable.
The three-way control had achieved perfect suppression, buying Law the time he needed for his ultimate technique.
The true terror of the awakened Ope Ope no Mi was about to be revealed.
"K-ROOM..." Law's voice dropped to a whisper that somehow carried across the entire battlefield. "SHOCK WILLE!"
The awakened blade began extending.
Not physically growing longer—but projecting its spatial distortion effect through increasing volumes. The K-ROOM expanded exponentially, Kikoku's effective cutting edge growing from three feet to thirty feet to three hundred feet in seconds.
Then it kept going.
The blade became a pillar. A spear. A lance that pierced through Doflamingo and the Founding Titan simultaneously—drilling through a hundred meters of bone, breaking through the ocean surface below, plunging into the seabed itself.
The spectacle was unforgettable. A ten-thousand-foot sword materializing from nowhere, connecting heaven and sea through pure spatial manipulation.
The blade continued descending through underwater sediment, through bedrock, until finally—
Contact.
The tip struck magma. Pierced into the underwater volcano's molten heart.
And Law pulled.
Geothermal energy surged upward through the spatial connection—lava's heat transmitted along the K-ROOM effect without any physical medium required. Kikoku's blade temperature skyrocketed instantly, going from ambient to two thousand degrees in a heartbeat.
Then the blade vibrated.
Not subtle trembling—but catastrophic oscillation that generated shockwaves along its entire length. The effect functioned like an internal explosion, releasing devastating kinetic force from inside Doflamingo's body rather than attacking from outside.
His internal organs—completely unprotected by Armament Haki, never evolved to defend against threats originating from within—were subjected to superheated vibration damage that liquefied tissue instantaneously.
SPLORCH.
Doflamingo's eyes rolled back, pupils disappearing into his skull. His jaw dropped open in a silent scream—no sound emerging because his lungs had been pulverized, his diaphragm shredded, his vocal cords obliterated.
The pain transcended description. Exceeded human capacity to process. His entire nervous system fired simultaneously in unified protest against the impossibility of what was happening.
Blood erupted from every orifice—nose, mouth, ears, eyes—as internal hemorrhaging overwhelmed his cardiovascular system. His organs had been reduced to paste, structural integrity destroyed at the cellular level.
The Ope Ope no Mi's properties prevented adrenaline production, denied his body's natural pain-management responses. Doflamingo experienced every microsecond of agony with perfect clarity.
It was too much. Far too much.
The Heavenly Yaksha's consciousness couldn't sustain under that assault. His brain—still technically intact but receiving catastrophic damage reports from every nerve ending—simply shut down rather than continue processing the unbearable input.
Donquixote Doflamingo, former Celestial Dragon, Shichibukai, underground emperor, was defeated.
Crushed by the combined might of three determined opponents who'd refused to fight fairly.