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"No noise," Arthur reminded himself, starting his slow, agonizing crawl towards Moreno.
He moved with the stealth of a cat, his Observation Haki focused on Moreno, ready to retreat at the slightest sign of movent. Before making contact, escape was easy. Afterward, there would be no turning back.
Moreno's massive form and earth-shaking snores masked any subtle noises Arthur made.
"From the last two probes, his Observation Haki isn't that advanced. He relies on his size and Armant Haki. I should be able to get close."
The pressure mounted as Arthur inched closer.
Thirty minutes later—he was finally within striking distance, close enough to see the lines etched on Moreno's sleeping face.
Arthur took a deep, steadying breath, gathering his ager strength.
This was it. Do or die. He felt a thrill course through him, like when he'd gambled his life on the Knock Up Stream.
One chance. One shot.
Suddenly…
"Bararara…Interesting little brat."
The faint whisper, barely audible, was crystal clear to Arthur's enhanced senses. He turned his head, spotting a figure encased in ice in a cell across from his, a pair of eyes watching him with amusent.
The figure had a light blue beard and a single, broken horn protruding from his head. His gaze was intense, predatory—filled with madness and a barely contained rage.
"Byrnndi World?" Arthur's mind raced. He hadn't sensed the presence of the "World Destroyer" in the neighboring cell.
"Frozen in ice, yet he can still project his voice? How…?"
Arthur grinned, a flash of reckless defiance crossing his face. He ignored World, who seed content to observe, his silence a tacit agreent not to interfere.
Trapped in ice, bored out of his mind, World welcod the distraction.
"Good thing he didn't say anything. Retreating now would complicate things later."
Arthur, silently acknowledging World's favor, gathered himself, ready to strike.
He channeled every ounce of his recovered strength, launching himself towards Moreno like a cheetah, all his force concentrated into a single blow—his elbow aid at Moreno's throat.
Bang!!
"UAGH!!!"
Moreno's eyes snapped open, a strangled cry escaping his lips as searing pain jolted him awake.
Arthur, knowing he lacked the strength to kill with a single blow, didn't panic. Before Moreno could react…
Arthur's teeth, sharp and strong, sank into the artery in Moreno's neck.
Moreno's screams echoed through Eternal Hell, waking the other prisoners, who watched the brutal scene unfold.
"Kid…Let…go!!"
Moreno thrashed, his face contorted in agony, his eyes rolling back in his head. He grabbed Arthur's neck with one hand, pushing him away with the other.
Blood spurted, coating Arthur's face, dripping onto the floor.
Arthur's own face was turning purple from Moreno's grip, but he didn't release his bite. Letting go ant death—Moreno's final, desperate attack would take them both down.
It was a battle of attrition—who would die first?
"RAAGH!"
Moreno's fists slamd into Arthur's head.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Arthur's vision blurred, his eyes bloodshot, Moreno's hot blood stinging them.
Ti stretched, each second an eternity. Moreno's blows weakened, his strength fading. Arthur's own consciousness began to slip, his brain starved of oxygen.
"Why isn't he dead yet? He's more resilient than I thought…"
Arthur's jaw tightened, his teeth sinking deeper into Moreno's flesh, his determination unwavering.
Moreno's struggles weakened, his eyes losing focus, his grip on Arthur's neck loosening.
His head lolled to the side. He was dead.
Blood, gushing from the severed artery, pooled beneath them.
Arthur, gasping for breath, collapsed onto the floor. A slow grin spread across his blood-soaked face.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
His laughter echoed through Eternal Hell.
Blood, still flowing from Moreno's neck, coated Arthur's face and hair, making him look like a demon bathed in gore.
"Hehehehehe!"
"Damn…that kid!"
"Moreno's dead! Bled to death!"
"That kid's ruthless…"
The other prisoners, awake now, watched in morbid fascination. Deaths were common in Eternal Hell—starvation or brutal beatings—but this…this was sothing new.
"Byrnndi World! I owe you one." Arthur pushed himself up, his body weak, drained.
"Bararara!" World's distinctive laughter echoed from his icy prison. "You owe ? How much is that worth? Can it destroy everything in my path? Bararara!"
Arthur grinned, his own laughter echoing World's. "Hahahaha! Enjoy your icy prison! My favor is worth more than your life, you fool!"
"Arrogant brat! Can your favor get out of this cage?" World scoffed.
"Maybe," Arthur said, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.
If all went according to plan, he would escape. It was just a matter of ti.
"You know, kid…you're quite the savage, aren't you? Bleeding a man dry…"
A severed artery, without dical attention, was a slow, agonizing death. The feeling of life draining away, of helplessness…
Arthur usually killed quickly, efficiently.
But these were desperate tis.
He lacked the strength for a quick kill—and Moreno had pushed him too far. He wouldn't rest until the man was dead.
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