CHAPTER 12 : RANKYAKU

As Alex faced off against Don Krieg's formidable fleet, the atmosphere crackled with impending chaos. The sea surged beneath the relentless barrage of cannon fire, each blast sending plumes of water skyward. The clash of steel rang out like a grim symphony, punctuated by the desperate shouts and battle cries of combatants locked in deadly dance.

Don Krieg's armada, a menacing collection of fifty ships, encircled the main vessel like a pack of hungry predators closing in on their prey. Their sails billowed ominously in the wind, casting long shadows over the roiling waves.

Standing steadfast on the main deck of Don Krieg's flagship, Alex was encircled by hundreds of pirates, their eyes ablaze with the promise of plunder and the thrill of battle. But Alex was no stranger to adversity. With his mastery of Rokushiki techniques, honed through relentless training and hard-won battles, he knew he possessed the skills to turn the tide of this tumultuous confrontation.

The deck beneath his feet vibrated with the intensity of the unfolding conflict, wooden planks slick with seawater and blood. Sweat trickled down Alex's brow, his senses heightened as he assessed the situation. Every movement, every breath was calculated as he prepared to meet the onslaught head-on.

Using Geppo, Alex launched himself into the air with incredible speed and agility. He soared above the chaos, evading cannonballs and arrows that whistled past him. His eyes scanned the horizon, calculating his next move.

As Alex used Geppo to launch himself into the air, the pirates of Don Krieg's fleet watched in stunned silence. From the decks of their ships, they pointed and shouted in disbelief.

"Look! He's flying!"

"What kind of devil fruit power is that?"

"He's not human! No human can move like that!"

Fear gripped the hearts of the pirates as Alex soared above them, evading their attacks effortlessly. Cannonballs whizzed past him harmlessly, and arrows aimed at his airborne figure fell short. The sight of this lone warrior defying gravity and maneuvering with such grace struck terror into their ranks.

"He's coming for us!"

"Prepare to defend the ship!"

"Don't let him fly!"

The pirates scrambled to adjust their aim, some firing wildly while others hesitated, unsure of how to confront this supernatural threat. Their confidence waned as Alex's display of agility and power challenged their perception of what was possible.

"We can't fight him like this !"

"Someone get Captain Krieg!"

Despite their fear, the pirates readied themselves for a showdown with this mysterious adversary who dared to defy their fleet. Their shouts and curses filled the air, mingling with the sound of crashing waves and the distant rumble of cannon fire.

But Alex, high above them, remained focused on his objective. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the fleet, calculating his next move amidst the chaos and fear he had sown among his enemies.

As Alex spotted a cluster of enemy ships closing in, the pirates aboard Don Krieg's fleet watched in horror and disbelief. From their vantage points on the ships, they saw Alex focus intensely, his presence commanding attention even from a distance.

"He's... he's doing something!"

"What's he planning?"

Suddenly, Alex's movements became swift and purposeful. His legs blurred as he executed Rankyaku, unleashing powerful air blades that sliced through the sea with lethal precision.

"Look out!"

"Brace yourselves!"

The first ship in the cluster took the full force of Alex's Rankyaku. The air blades tore through the hull like paper, splintering wood and sending shards flying through the air. The mast snapped under the assault, crashing into the sea with a thunderous splash.

"He's attacking!"

"Man the cannons!"

The pirates scrambled to react, their shouts and curses drowned out by the chaos erupting around them. Alex's Rankyaku continued its deadly dance across the water, slashing through additional ships in the cluster.

"Divert! Divert!"

"Spread out!"

The fleet descended into disarray as more ships fell victim to Alex's devastating technique. Panic spread among the pirates as they realized their numbers meant little against such precise and overwhelming force.

"We can't fight him like this!"

"Where's Captain Krieg?"

Amidst the destruction, Alex remained focused and relentless, each Rankyaku strike a testament to his skill and determination. The sea churned with wreckage and the cries of the defeated, marking Alex's dominance over Don Krieg's fleet in this brutal exchange.

after breaking more than a dozen ships and sinking their members , alex decide's to rely on hand-to-hand combat , he starts to fall down 

As Alex descended from the skies, the pirates of Don Krieg's fleet watched with a mixture of awe and fear. Their ships lay in ruins around them, shattered by Alex's devastating Rankyaku attacks. Splintered wood and debris floated on the sea's surface, a testament to the power he wielded.

"He's coming down!"

"Get ready to fight!"

The pirates readied themselves for the inevitable clash, their expressions hardened with determination despite the overwhelming odds against them. They knew firsthand the devastation Alex could unleash, and now they braced for a direct confrontation.

Alex landed gracefully on the deck of one of the remaining ships, his eyes scanning the pirates before him. They were armed and ready, their faces twisted in a mix of defiance and fear.

"Prepare to defend yourselves!"

"He's just one man!"

Some pirates hesitated, uncertain how to approach this lone intruder who had already crippled their fleet. Others tightened their grips on their weapons, preparing to charge.

Alex, undeterred by their numbers, raised his fists in a fighting stance. His aura exuded confidence and determination, a silent challenge to all who stood before him.

"I'll take him down!"

"Attack from all sides!"

With a roar, the pirates surged forward, their shouts mingling with the clash of steel and the roar of the sea. Alex met them head-on, his movements fluid and precise as he engaged in hand-to-hand combat.