100 Sunken Battleships Under The Sea

"HE SUNK ONE ROW! WE HAVE NINE ROWS REMAINING!" Hearing the overwhelming chaos on the radio, Fatima was lended a pack of cigarettes from Raul, who needed them after taking on a member of the Gang Of Rebels. "Expand your forces! You guys better not die!" Fatima exclaimed, slamming down the radio. "I'm done with all of their screams for help! This either ends two ways - I am defeated, or I win! JUST TRY YOUR BEST, GODDAMMIT!"

Kyle stood on the ship heroically, looking at the other 90 ships that sat before him. "It's 90 of you versus one ship." he muttered, scanning the area for any clues. "I'll get their sails, it's going to be fun to see them run into each other!" 

"DRAW YOUR GUNS, NOW! DON'T DISAPPOINT LORD FATIMA!" a newbie soldier exclaimed, ordering almost everyone on the ship to shoot at Kyle. But before the bullets could hit his face, he was on the very back of the ship. "Hope you guys had fun - gullible cunts." he muttered. The sword then slashed through half of the fleet's sails, causing them to crash into each other and fall into peril. "HE CUT OUR SAILS WITHOUT EVEN LIFTING A FINGER!" a soldier exclaimed, trying to get through to Fatima. "WE NEED YOU, MY LORD! THIS GUY IS WAY TOO STRONG FOR US TO HANDLE!" Suddenly, the climatic atmosphere was interrupted as Kyle took his shirt off, putting his swords down as well. Smiling, he made himself an easy target for all the soldiers. "Come on - you guys get one free hit!" he exclaimed, holding his hands up to the sky. "Shoot me as much as you can!" The soldiers smiled, all the units snickering as they drew their guns to Kyle's head. But as the bullets left the gun, they were cut almost instantly, falling onto the floor. "Attack Expectation - something Noah taught me back in Trila. Just bring out your trump card on each of your ships - I don't have time for this!" 

In the blink of an eye, all the ships reformed into giant, wooden robots twice as big as the ship. "Stand down now, Kyle! We shall use our Particle Annihilation Method to eradicate you completely!" Kyle's puffy hair blew in the wind as he continued to pick his swords back up, intrigued on what attacks they were going to use this time. "That's a massive disadvantage for me - Particle Annihilator isn't repellable! Shit, I doubt that people under the power level 100,000 could even be powerful enough to touch it!" All the big and mighty robots drew their hands, a red beam igniting from each. "Particle Annihilation Barrage!" each robot exclaimed, a party of red, colorful rays being sent right at the ship.

Kevin and the rest of Team ENTITY have successfully escaped the Land Of Trila, going to find their friend Gerald. Although they still have work they haven't finished back in Trila, however, Kevin promised Itama Kawasaki and Champion Suru that he would return to completely overthrow the Trilan dictatorship. As they continue to cross the seas to Hamila, however, they plan on how to get their friend Gerald Romanti back. In this volume, you will learn about the backstory of Gerald and Bubbles, along with the past of the Romanti Clan. Will Team ENTITY be able to carry on Alex's job and take on the Romanti Clan, or will they die and not be able to return to the diabolical government of Trila? Welcome to ENTITY VOLUME 10: Chasing Gerald

Volume 10, Chapter 13 - 100 Sunken Battleships Under The Sea

Noah smiled, dodging every single attack thrown at him with pleasure. "You're going to need to try a new method if you really want to stop me!" Dana scoffed, pulling out her iron club and trying to ambush Noah. But to her surprise, he had dodged that perfectly, giving her another uppercut and sending her into the ground once again. "If you're going to keep losing to me, just say so - I won't mind cutting you down over and over!" Dana looked at Noah with the dirtiest glare ever, her face spelling out torture. "Shut the hell up! You have made the Romanti Clan look bad, so I'll make sure we take you hostage, along with your little friends that are rushing up the mountain as we speak! I heard that your little friend died, aswell!" Noah scoffed. "Kevin!?" he exclaimed. Suddenly, he took a hit from Dana, sending him right into the ground. "Shit! I let my guard down on her!?" 

"Now you're going to have to fall!" she exclaimed.

Noah did the opposite, not even losing his balance after the hit. "It's really unlikely I'll lose my balance while dodging every single one of your attacks, Dana Romanti. I know your weak spot, and I'll be sure to hit it any second now!" Dana rolled her eyes, swinging the iron club at Noah's face again. "Palm Hit!" he exclaimed, sending Dana flying into a nearby souvenir shop. "How the hell is he doing this to Master Dana so easily!? The guy over there looks like he's having fun too!" one of the soldiers said quietly. Dana scoffed, blood dripping down from her forehead. "You're done, kid! I'm going to call Fatima and he'll completely kill you! Since you're such a 'nice attack dodger,' you wouldn't have a problem dodging his attacks, right!?"

Suddenly, Noah put Dana in a headlock. "Never let anger take over you during a fight, Dana. And I thought you were a professional!" Dana scoffed, trying to redeem herself for a good image. "You're not going to touch me, idiot!" 

Noah smiled, jabbing his hand into her weak spot and sending her flying into the ocean. "Sick Combo!" he exclaimed ruthlessly, leaving all the spectators mesmerized. "Master Dana is dead!"