"I wouldn't get ahead of myself Kaido. You haven't won yet! The one who'll make this world bend its knees is me! Just like how I made one of you Emperors yield!"
"WORORORORO! THEN COME ON! MAKE ME! SILVER! SHURON HAKKE!"
Like a never ending wellspring of power Kaido just keeps intensifying the fight. Now in his drunken rage his movements have not only become faster but far harder to follow as he moves in an almost unnatural way. For everyone but the most puissant of fighters it'd be impossible to merely follow his movements, let alone keep up with them. But you're not everyone. With the Red Voice you attune yourself utterly to Kaido. Down to the smallest detail, you copy his way of moving. Even your heart starts beating to the same rhythm.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2qI2zlab2vIWith lightning fast but utterly erratic motions you run along the surface of clouds beating back Kaidos attacks and throw just as many back at him. Against their wishes the clouds are dragged by the winds you make and the clanging of steel makes it sound like the most vicious of storms is brewing. As sparks continuously fly off all around, you spare one glance at Kaidos face. His eyes are more alive than any other mans that you've seen. He's like a person who died a long, long time ago but he was given a chance to enjoy life for a little bit once more. He has achieved nirvana. The alcohol has long been beaten out of his system. What fuels him now, and what got him drunk is the fight itself.
"MORE! GIVE ME MORE! RAIMEI-"
"Silver Style-"
"-HAKKE!"
"-Black Voice."
The two of you dash past each other, delivering the deadly attacks with only the faintest of touch. After that, it's silence. Both of you wait for the result, to see who gives in first. Your knees buckle under the pressure and one of your legs give out. Falling onto a knee you hold your side as it bleeds profusely. But you manage to staunch the bleeding with a bit of fire and with a heavy grunt you get back up.
"Heh. Good enough."
Kaido muses to himself as his chest explodes in a shower of gore where your haki tore him inside out.
"So this is what dying feels like. The sweet nectar of blood. Finally I get to taste it. Tell me. How did you manage to get that strong, if you're not Rocks returned? What is the secret behind that monstrous strength of yours?"
You wipe some blood from your mouth that you coughed up before answering.
"You had all these years to figure it out and you didn't. I can't help you understand it now."
"Eh. Fair enough."
