Power smoking

The stench of blood still lingered in the air, mixing with Smoker's rising smoke as he stood amidst the mangled corpses, watching the rain wash the ground as if trying to erase the massacre's traces.

There was no sign of fear in his eyes—only cold indifference and an unyielding resolve.

But he wasn't alone.

Somewhere, on one of the rooftops overlooking the alley, hidden eyes silently observed him, studying his strength and closely watching his every move.

"Not just another Marine dog… He's something else entirely."

The shadow moved quietly, but nothing escaped Smoker's notice.

"Who's there?" he suddenly asked, his voice low but carrying an undeniable authority.

No one answered, but the wind shifted unnaturally, as if whispering someone's presence.

Then—the figure vanished.

Smoker didn't hesitate.

"White Prison!"

Tendrils of smoke exploded outward at a terrifying speed, spreading in all directions, searching for the intruder!

But at the last second, a dark flash—Haki!

With a blade cloaked in black, the attacker sliced through the smoke as if it were mere paper!

Emerging before Smoker was a tall man, clad in a long black coat, a mask covering half his face, and in his hand, a black sword radiating an ominous energy.

"Your skills aren't bad…" the man spoke in a cold voice, casually flicking his sword to clear off the lingering smoke.

Smoker wasn't surprised; instead, his eyes narrowed.

"And who are you?"

The man didn't answer right away. Instead, he assumed a combat stance, his arms coated in the dark gleam of Armament Haki.

"Just someone with a special interest in you, Smoker. Or maybe I should call you the White Beast, as you've come to be known among pirates lately."

Smoker raised an eyebrow but didn't seem amused.

"If you're here to fight, don't waste my time."

The man smiled behind his mask.

"Exactly what I expected."

Then, in the blink of an eye—he disappeared!

—BOOM!!

A devastating impact!

Smoker barely raised his arms before feeling a tremendous force slam into his chest, sending him skidding backward!

"Advanced Haki… So he's not just some nobody."

But he wasn't the type to back down.

The smoke surged violently, and Smoker's hand transformed into a massive hammer of thick, compressed fog!

"White Punch!"

The air around them cracked under the sheer force of the blow!

But the man was faster, weaving around Smoker with precise footwork, and in a fraction of a second, he was behind him!

"Too slow."

Shiiing!

A black blade shot toward Smoker's neck at lightning speed!

But before it could land, his body dissolved into smoke, and the sword passed through harmlessly!

Appearing behind the man, Smoker's eyes gleamed.

"Your first mistake…"

Explosion!

The entire area erupted into a tornado of smoke, shaking the alley with sheer force!

The man leaped back quickly, trying to evade, but the smoke chased him like a hungry beast!

"This isn't just an ordinary Logia… He's developing his Devil Fruit in ways I've never seen before!"

But as he retreated, he noticed something dangerous—Smoker wasn't attacking randomly… he was trapping him.

"Damn…!"

Before he could think of an escape plan, he found himself inside a massive dome of smoke, with no way out!

"Absolute White Prison."

The man glanced around quickly, feeling the pressure inside the sphere.

"I don't have time to play with you," Smoker said coldly.

Then, the smoke started shrinking!

The pressure increased, and the smoky walls began crushing the man's body, tightening with each second!

"If you don't get out now… you'll suffocate with the last breath of air in this space."

But the man didn't show a single trace of fear.

Instead… he smirked.

"And you think I didn't prepare for that?"

Then—a crimson light flared from his right hand!

In an instant, a massive energy blast detonated, shattering the prison complete

ly!

Smoker quickly backed away, his eyes narrowing as he watched the man stand amid the dissipating smoke, **shrou