Salute To The General

Colin stood proudly as he pinned an icy glare at Akuma. "What kind of self-respecting hero poisons his weapons? You filthy Jetroinan cheats! You're unworthy of being fought against!"

Akuma was initially enraged by the insult, but realization dawned upon him when he recognized who Colin was.

"Aren't you the Commander of Nathan Cross' National Guard? I remember now. You are Colin Dunne, Deputy Commander of the Brimmopolis Capital Garrison."

Akuma then smirked as he continued, "Why didn't you stay in your cozy little capital? Did you come here to die? Well, I may not have the confidence to kill the Eurasian God of War, but I have plenty of confidence in sending you to meet your maker. This is a piece of cake! If you're not convinced, why don't you fight me to the death?"

Coldly, Colin retorted, "Fine. I agree to your silly challenge."

After saying that, he motioned to the ship's captain behind him. "Increase your speed and ram into them."

In an instant, Colin's fishing boat shot out of the line, hurtling toward Akuma's own vessel.

Boom!

Colin's boat collided violently with Akuma's, nearly crushing the latter's boat to pieces.

The Jetroinan troops could not help but let out panicked yells.

Colin's vessel, along with both Akuma's and Pallav's were all tightly squished together.

As if treading on level ground, Colin strode in Akuma's direction. "I heard that you're quite slippery. I'll happily take you on."

in his hands, Akuma eyed the long saber that Colin was armed with. His eyes darted back and forth before he came up with a plan. "My weapon is

you wish. I'll beat the living cr*p out

that his opponent was not

come. I'd

Colin with a

a hand

speed, Akuma unleashed even more blows at

an opening in Akuma's defenses. Forming

violently that it sent

spot, having not moved an

in pain. He hurriedly backed away by seven or eight paces, unable to stand straight. His right hand was so swollen it barely resembled a fist

are futile. Today, you are going to perish in despair

en

that, Colin strode

Akuma's face, ranging from fear, to surprise, to rage. Suddenly,

concealed weapons flew

past Colin's head, he realized that they

of

felt very angry

you be to resort to such tactics against General Dunne when you both agreed to

left hand to simulate a plucking motion. Very quickly, all the shurikens headed his way dropped to the floor like flies. The scene drew more applause from the