In the labyrinthine backstreets of Alubarna, the smoke of battle hung heavy.
Slash! Slash!
The sounds of stone shattering echoed through the narrow alleys. Miss Doublefinger, clad in her skin-tight blue suit, advanced with the swaying gait of a model—but every step was laced with lethal intent.
With a casual flick of her hand, her slender fingers transformed into iron-hard spikes, piercing through solid stone walls like they were soft tofu.
"What's wrong? Is running all you can do?" Doublefinger watched the orange-haired girl stumbling backward, a cruel smirk playing on her lips. "Little girl, there's no one left to protect you now."
"Shut up!" Nami panted, her hands tightly gripping the three blue segments of her new weapon—the Clima-Tact that Usopp had handed her before the chaos began. "As long as I have this... I can fight too!"
Feverishly recalling the instruction manual, Nami swung the staff at her enemy. "Take this! Heat Ray!!"
Pop!
Instead of a laser, a bouquet of bright artificial flowers comically sprouted from the tip of the staff.
"Eh?!" Nami froze.
"Hmph. Boring," Doublefinger sneered, continuing her advance.
"Wait, wait! Let me try again! Electric Charge!!" Nami swung again.
Boing!
This time, a red boxing glove on a spring popped out, wobbling pathetically in the air. The silence that followed was deafening.
"My, my." Doublefinger stopped, letting out a condescending laugh. "Is this a circus act? If you were trying to make me laugh, you've succeeded."
"GAGA!!!"
Suddenly, the crow perched on Nami's shoulder couldn't take it anymore. Klay bristled his feathers and began shrieking at Doublefinger. "What are you talking about, you skimpily-dressed hag?! I can't even listen to this trash anymore! You're too loud!!"
"Skimpily... dressed hag?" The veins in Doublefinger's forehead throbbed, her composed facade instantly crumbling. "It seems I'll have to turn you both into a kebab!!"
Losing all patience, she thrust her arms forward, her fingers lengthening into razor-sharp thorn-spears. "Stinger Finger: Double Stinger!!"
"WAAAH!!" Nami shrieked, throwing herself into a desperate roll. Though she managed to protect her vitals, the dense thorns grazed her body.
Rip! Deep red gashes opened on Nami's shoulder and thigh, staining her dancer's outfit. Gasping for air, she sat on the ground, her hands trembling as she held the Clima-Tact.
It's too complicated... Nami gritted her teeth, cold sweat sliding down her face. If I don't figure out how this staff works right now... I'm going to die here!
Fear surged, and her instincts screamed at her to run. But in that moment, she remembered Vivi kneeling until her forehead bled for her country.
She remembered Luffy standing back up no matter how many times he was sent flying. And she remembered the man who was always standing at the front.
"Everyone is giving it their all..." Nami's gaze shifted. The fear in her eyes was incinerated by a flame of resolve. Using the staff to haul herself up, she stared down the assassin. "I am... the navigator of the future Pirate King!!"
"I WON'T GO DOWN HERE!!"
In that instant, her instincts as a genius navigator awakened. She stopped worrying about the "magic tricks" and "gimmicks." Instead, she stilled her heart, feeling the flow of the air and the faint energy radiating from the three spheres of the Clima-Tact.
Cool Ball... Heat Ball... Electric Ball...
"I see." A sharp light flashed in Nami's eyes. "As long as I use these to change the density and temperature of the air... I can create mirages, or even... thunderclouds!"
"Time for a counterattack!"
"DIE!!"
Enraged, Miss Doublefinger gave Nami no room to breathe. She roared, her skin erupting into sharp thorns as she curled into a massive, spiked ball. "Stinger Hedge: Sea Urchin Spin!!"
Rumble! She became a heavy, armored tank of thorns, pulverizing the ground and hurtling toward Nami with enough momentum to crush anything in her path.
"Too fast!" Nami retreated rapidly, frantically waving her Clima-Tact to release a massive amount of Heat and Cool Balls. But it wasn't enough—the balls needed time to fuse!
As the thorn-tank bore down on her, Nami looked up at Klay, who was circling anxiously above. She screamed, "KLAY!! NOW!! DO IT!!"
"USE THAT MOVE!!!"
"GAGA!! HERE I COME!!"
The red glint in Klay's eyes intensified. He tucked his wings, diving like a black meteor. He didn't dodge; he landed directly in the path of the charging Sea Urchin.
Facing the rolling wall of spikes, Klay took a deep breath, his chest puffing out as energy gathered in his throat.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA————!!!!"
A high-frequency, ear-splitting shriek erupted! For a split second, the air itself seemed to ripple with visible sonic waves. Like a drill of pure sound, the frequency bypassed the thorns entirely, lancing straight into Miss Doublefinger's eardrums.
"AAAAAAGH!!!!! MY EARS!!!!!"
Inside the spinning ball, Doublefinger felt as if a white-hot iron rod had been driven into her brain. Her world spun out of control. The sonic wave, specifically tuned to disrupt the auditory nerves, instantly shattered her sense of balance.
CRASH!!
The high-speed spin faltered, and her thorn form dissolved. She stumbled like a drunkard, reeling sideways before slamming headfirst into a thick stone wall, getting herself wedged firmly in the debris.
"Now's my chance!!" Nami's eyes lit up. "Great job, Klay!!"
Nami's Clima-Tact moved like a whirlwind. The countless Heat and Cool Balls she had scattered fused instantly. Humidity spiked, and air currents clashed violently. A pitch-black thundercloud formed rapidly above Miss Doublefinger's head, flickering with dangerous electricity.
"This is the end!" Nami pointed the tip of her staff at the cloud, acting as a lightning rod.
"Thunderbolt Tempo—"
"LIGHTNING STRIKE!!!!"
BOOM!!!!
A massive, brilliant bolt of golden lightning descended with the fury of nature.
"AAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
Still dazed from the sonic blast, Miss Doublefinger was completely engulfed. The powerful current surged through her, charring even her hardened thorns.
Thump.
As the smoke cleared, the once-arrogant agent lay blackened on the ground, her blue hair turned into a singed afro. She exhaled a final puff of dark smoke and collapsed, unconscious.
"Whew..." Nami coolly blew a wisp of smoke from the tip of her Clima-Tact, tucking a stray lock of orange hair behind her ear. "Sorry about that." She looked at her fallen foe with a confident smile. "It seems... my control over the weather was superior."
"Gah-puk!" Klay flapped his wings and landed triumphantly on Nami's shoulder, holding his head high. "Hmph, of course! Combined with the voice of the Overlord of the Skies, a flea like that is nothing! Ga!"
"YEAH!! We did it!! We won!!" Nami cheered, hugging Klay tightly and nuzzling his dark feathers. "You were amazing, Klay! When we get back, I'll make sure Viktor gives you a huge reward!"
"Ga?!"
The battle in the streets ended—the "Duet" of the Navigator and the Ninja Crow had achieved total victory!
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