The sky suddenly darkened.
Without warning, a blinding vortex of purple thunder exploded into Darren’s vision—writhing like a celestial dragon, tearing through the heavens and completely overwhelming him.
"Mamamama!! Such raw power should’ve felled you—" Big Mom’s voice carried confidence, but in the next moment, shock froze her crimson lips and her eyes went wide.
"How is the lightning—not affecting you!?"
With a flash, Darren shot out from the storm like an unleashed tiger—completely unscathed.
"Because I have willpower!!" he roared.
Big Mom’s Zeus—summoned from one of her strongest Homies—was no match for Darren, who had been tempered by the Rumble-Rumble Fruit. Her lightning was fueled by soul manipulation, but Darren’s elemental resistance stood firm. Reality rattled around them as Darren’s speed delivered him above her head in an instant.
He drew his leg back, Haki-infused boot poised high, and struck downward like a vengeful thunderbolt.
That lunatic woman—she wanted his flesh? Unacceptable.
His foot sliced through the air, leaving concentric waves of raw force.
Big Mom’s pupils narrowed. The sheer velocity and ferocity he displayed far eclipsed her expectations. No wonder Perospero and Daifuku fell before him so easily.
"Mamamama!! Excellent!" she laughed, delighting in the display. She brandished her greatsword and struck.
The clash of steel rang like chimes. A fierce shockwave erupted, hurling dust and debris outward as the pair was blasted apart.
Darren rolled mid-air, using his magnetic belt and steel boot to reorient himself with precision. Big Mom skidded along the ground, her red boots carving furrows.
"Mamamama... your physique is truly extraordinary—almost a match for mine," she purred, craving ownership.
Her eyes burned with zeal: "Such a perfect body and lineage...then I see no reason to hold back."
She stretched her hand, summoning a blazing orb:
An infernal, fiery sphere danced around her, growing larger before revealing a mischievous, human-like grin.
Prometheus—her sun-homies counterpart to Zeus.
"Mamamama!! Darren, let’s see how long you can survive in my grasp!"
With a flick, she hurled the fiery globe at him.
Inside, Darren cursed her atrocious phrasing—but didn’t hesitate. He flicked a coin from his hand, spinning it into the air. Its metallic face reflected Big Mom’s fiery visage.
"Magnetic Overload — Railgun!"
Prometheus launched its roaring flames while Darren’s magnetic beam sizzled across the sky. The two strikes pierced the air in parallel, tearing through atmosphere with a thunderous roar.
All obstacles—rock, wood, earth—vaporized instantly, leaving scorched scars and ravaged terrain.
Explosions shattered the calm with hellish fury. Blasts of heat raced in all directions. Over the water, mountains of waves arose. Forests uprooted and leapt into the storm.
"Mamamama!! Such perfection...I can’t wait to taste you..." Big Mom moaned, excitement trembling in her voice, crimson blush rising.
The stronger Darren grew, the more her blood flared. She whispered, "Darren...if you keep resisting... I... might lose control and kill you..."
Her tone softened into familiarity: from "little Marine" to "Darren."
"Hell no!!" Darren shouted, red with rage. The contempt for being merely another disposable husband erupted in his voice.
"Forget it, you insane woman!"
As his words faded—he commanded: "Shoot her. Enma."
The roaring flames recoiled like a tide before a threat.
Big Mom’s pupils constricted.
With silent precision, black-drenched steel sliced through the inferno—so pure, so fast that the thunder itself seemed delayed. Spiraling vortexes of shadow and purple air shredded the ground beneath it.
"Cursed blade!?" she gasped, dread tightening her spine.
For the first time, she realized: this blade—this single strike—could wound her.
No time to flee, she locked eyes with the soaring shadow of Enma.
She thrust her massive sword—Napoleon—with godlike power in both hands.
Napoleon struck Enma’s tip precisely. Waves of red-black Haki slammed outward, spawning storms of destruction.
The island cracked—literally split in two. Trees collapsed into the rift. Tempest winds shredded the clouds.
Big Mom emerged from the chaos—a colossus of furious power, purple lightning crackling through her flaming pink hair. She stared at the receding sky where Darren vanished.
"Darren!! I...will never...give up on you!!"
Standing on the crumbling cliffs of her island, she laughed—madly, righteously, full of blood-lust:
"One day...I will have you!!"