No, Your Battle With Them Is Not Over Yet?

The elder's disdain turned to rage. "Fools! Do you think a borrowed power can change your fate?"

He lunged, a blur of claws and speed.

But this time, Kizaru was ready.

As the elder's claws raked the air, Kizaru sidestepped effortlessly, leaving an afterimage in his wake.

"Faster than light, you say? Then what am I?" Kizaru taunted, delivering a devastating kick to the elder's side.

Bang!

The elder slammed into the ground, creating a massive crater. Rising to his feet, he growled, his once smug expression replaced by wary disbelief. "Your speed...what's happening?"

Aokiji joined the fray, his hands radiating freezing energy. "Time to chill."

He unleashed a barrage of frost, encasing the elder's hind legs in unyielding ice. The elder roared, shattering the ice with sheer force, but Kizaru was already upon him, slashing with the Amacongun sword.

The elder's claws clashed against the blade, sparks flying with each impact. His confidence faltered as he realized something terrifying.

"The future...I can't read it," he muttered.

Every move he predicted was wrong. Kizaru and Aokiji were countering his every strategy, deceiving him with visions of a false future.

"Impossible! How can their foresight surpass mine?"

From the sidelines, Finn watched, his expression unreadable.

"You've underestimated them," he said softly. "With my power, they're not just faster—they're in sync with the flow of time itself. Your concepts mean nothing now."

The battle raged on, the elder's advantage slipping away. For the first time in centuries, a Five Elder felt true fear.