One Piece: Wielder of the Void

43. Healing Abilities

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Anos had possessed such a great advantage in the beginning, but now, standing battered and broken, he realized how quickly the tides of battle could turn.

He had given his all, leveraging years of experience, yet still ended up in this predicament. The irony wasn't lost on him. But he had no regrets about the injuries that marred his body.

However, now that things had escalated to this point, Anos knew it might become impossible to control what happened next.

The battle had taken an unexpected turn, and if he didn't act soon, the consequences would be dire.

There was no room for missteps anymore, not with the entire Kingdom's future hanging in the balance.

His lack of any superhuman recovery ability meant he had no choice but to endure the pain and fight through it.

Every breath was a struggle, yet he knew that his two opponents weren't going to show him any mercy. He couldn't allow himself to fall now.

"Hufufu… I've lost so many people, yet here I stand, still not dead. Is that such a surprise to you?"

Olvia's voice echoed through the tension-filled air, the gleam in his eyes indicating he felt victory was almost assured.

The werewolf still maintained his transformed state, knowing full well that his strength, speed, and reflexes were far superior when he embraced the beast within.

Whether attacking, defending, or even moving, Olvia, in this form, was the perfect fighter relentless, brutal, and nearly unstoppable.

Anos, on the other hand, was anything but confident. He wasn't getting carried away by the minor victories he had managed to scrape together during the battle.

Each small win had been at a tremendous cost. Despite his serious injuries, his face remained composed. His sharp gaze tracked every movement Olvia made, never letting his guard down.

In the distance, the other figure, Kova, loomed like a shadow, watching Anos with the same predatory gaze.

The air was thick with the sense that one misstep would be fatal.

Anos winced, his voice weak but defiant. "I'm not dead yet… Isn't it a little too early for you to be celebrating?"

His face had begun to lose its colour, pale from the loss of blood. His wounds refused to stop bleeding, no matter how hard he tried to stem the flow.

Just outside the barrier that encased the battlefield, Daiki was anxiously watching, his heart pounding in his chest.

Daiki had sensed the shift in the battle's momentum, rushing to the edge of the invisible barrier that kept him locked out and Anos trapped within. His palms pressed against the surface of the barrier, frustration bubbling beneath his skin.

No matter how loudly he shouted, his voice would never penetrate the barrier. He couldn't be heard inside, and the voices of those within couldn't be heard by those outside.

It was an Impenetrable dome, isolating the events inside from the rest of the world.

"You said it yourself, King Tru," Kova taunted, stepping closer. "In your current state, how do you think you can defeat the two of us? King Tru, you should just give up. Let's end this quickly. There's no need for mercy anymore."

Kova's smile was smug, his confidence swelling as he saw Anos faltering. In their eyes, the battle was already over, and the victory was theirs for the taking.