Chapter 58: Alabasta – Nami Awakens the Mythical Thunder Bird & Miss Doublefinger's Defeat
"Then let me relieve your suffering~" Miss Doublefinger's lips curled into a cruel smile as she slowly raised both arms.
"Double Spike Thrust!"
Her hands instantly transformed into two razor-sharp spikes, stabbing toward Nami like frenzied vipers!
"Waaahhh!" Nami rolled desperately to dodge. The spikes grazed her sleeve, piercing straight through the fabric. Without hesitation she tore off the sleeve, used the momentum to roll several meters away, then turned and ran.
Miss Doublefinger leisurely retracted her spikes, watching Nami flee in panic. Her tone was mocking: "You really can run~ But it's meaningless, isn't it? You have no chance of winning, and no backup…"
She strolled forward unhurriedly, her right hand's five fingers slowly elongating into five gleaming spikes: "Why don't you just die obediently? It'll hurt less~" She tilted her head with a playful smile. "Or… do you still want to keep performing that 'comedy magic show'?"
Nami gritted her teeth while frantically flipping through the instruction manual, her fingers trembling slightly.
"There are still so many moves… as long as even one works!" She quickly assembled the three sections of the Clima-Tact into a Y-shape and slammed the buttons at both ends of the V.
"Thunderstorm Weather!"
Bang!
From the other end popped out a spring-loaded boxing glove, dangling right in front of Miss Doublefinger's face!
Miss Doublefinger irritably swatted it away. Her expression turned completely cold: "Spike Finger!"
Swoosh!
A flash of cold light. A bloody gash instantly appeared on Nami's cheek. She clutched her face and screamed: "Eek! Help—!" Then she turned and dashed deeper into the alley, hiding behind a row of barrels, trembling.
"I'm done for, done for, done for… I'm really going to die here, aren't I? I'm definitely dead! Dead for sure!" She pounded the ground hard, shark teeth bared in rage: "Damn long-nose!! If I die, I swear I'll curse you to hell! What kind of trash weapon did you make?!!"
Her fingers accidentally brushed against the treasure box at her waist. "No time to read the manual anymore… should I gamble? Sol said it should be a powerful Devil Fruit."
Just as she hesitated, a cold voice suddenly came from above:
"So… are you ready to die obediently now?"
Nami jerked her head up. Her pupils shrank. Miss Doublefinger was hanging upside-down from the underside of a bridge like a bat, giving her a ferocious smile.
"Thorn Hedgehog!"
In the next instant, countless spikes erupted from her entire body, turning her into a massive rolling ball of needles that smashed down toward Nami!
BOOM—!!
The barrels were instantly crushed to splinters, wood chips flying everywhere. Nami rolled away at the last possible second, but the shockwave still sent her tumbling several meters.
She struggled to her feet, face pale, breathing ragged.
"No… if this keeps up I'll really die!" Her hand clenched the treasure box tightly. A determined glint flashed in her eyes. "I can only… take the gamble!!"
"W-Wait! STOP!!" Nami ran while stretching out her hand, trying to buy even one more second.
But Miss Doublefinger paid no attention. The deadly spike ball rumbled across the ground, rolling toward her at terrifying speed!
"I said wait for me!!" Nami shouted in breakdown while running. Glancing back and seeing the ball of death rolling faster and faster, her scalp went numb. "This is bad—in such an open place I'll definitely get crushed into paste!"
Her gaze darted around. She swung the Clima-Tact hard—"Bang!"—smashing the window of a nearby shop and rolling inside.
"It's over! Get ready to become a sponge!" Miss Doublefinger's voice came from outside. The spike ball crashed into the wall, shaking the entire building!
"No! I don't want to die so ugly!!" Nami ripped off her outer coat, revealing the sexy dancer outfit underneath. The instant the spike ball burst through the window, she flung the coat like a matador—"Swoosh!"—covering Miss Doublefinger's head!
"What?!" With her vision blocked, Miss Doublefinger immediately lost balance. Nami seized the coat for leverage and violently swung her toward a nearby shelf!
Crash! The wooden shelf collapsed, goods scattering everywhere. Nami steadied herself, panting, wiping sweat from her forehead: "Haa… finally bought a little time!" She quickly unfastened the treasure box at her waist. While Miss Doublefinger was still getting up, she grabbed the Devil Fruit inside and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Ugh, this taste… so disgusting!" She forced it down despite the overwhelming nausea, then dropped to her knees dry-heaving nonstop.
"Oh? Eating a big meal right before death?" Miss Doublefinger dusted herself off, speaking mockingly.
At that moment, faint crackle crackle sounds began to fill the air. Weak electric sparks flickered around Nami's body. Her eyes gradually became resolute. "I'm not running anymore… and I'm not hiding anymore…" She slowly stood up, her voice carrying unprecedented strength. "For the past eight years, no matter what danger I faced, I got through it alone…"
"Heh, suddenly so brave?" Miss Doublefinger raised an eyebrow dismissively.
"Whether it's bravado…" Nami suddenly activated her power. In Miss Doublefinger's shocked gaze, Nami's arms transformed into a pair of wings shining with golden light, her legs became sharp bird talons, and electric arcs danced around her entire body. The wounds she'd received moments ago healed instantly. "…you'll find out right now!"
"When did… you become a Devil Fruit user?" Miss Doublefinger stared in disbelief, then suddenly realized: "Could it be the one you just ate…!"
Nami felt the surging power inside her and smiled confidently: "Don't blink," she said. Before the words finished, her figure had already appeared behind her enemy like lightning. "Because right now… my speed is very fast!"
"Wha—!" Before Miss Doublefinger could react, a heavy blow struck her abdomen. Nami flapped her wings and soared upward, delivering a fierce spinning kick that sent her crashing hard into the wall.
BOOM The sturdy stone wall shattered instantly, dust rising everywhere.
Miss Doublefinger struggled up from the rubble, a trace of seriousness finally appearing in her eyes: "Zoan – Bird-Bird Fruit? No… this electricity…"
"Half right~" Nami's lips curved into a confident smile. She spread her wings wide!
"It's the Bird-Bird Fruit, Model: Mythical – Thunderbird Form!"
Before the words finished, her figure turned into a streak of golden lightning! Miss Doublefinger's pupils shrank. She immediately activated her power, sprouting countless spikes across her body to turn into a needle ball for defense.
"Useless."
Nami's voice suddenly came from overhead. Before Miss Doublefinger could look up, a kick wrapped in lightning came crashing down!
"Thunder Talon Kick!"
BOOM!!
The ground exploded under the lightning. Miss Doublefinger was smashed straight into the earth.
Nami landed lightly on a broken wall nearby. When her wings folded, tiny electric sparks scattered.
"Damn little girl…!" Miss Doublefinger struggled to rise. "Thorn Therapy—" She first stabbed her own arms with her spikes, then became incredibly strong. Next, her arms sprouted countless long spikes and charged straight at Nami: "Thorn Meteor Hammer!"
But Nami only smiled calmly. She spread her wings wide. In an instant, the clear sky above suddenly changed—dark clouds gathered at visible speed across the heavens, turning into a sky-covering thundercloud in moments.
With a powerful flap of her wings, countless bolts of lightning poured down like a storm! "This time it's real thunderstorm weather—take this!"
"Thundercloud – Lightning Spear!"
Blinding white light swallowed the entire street. When the lightning faded, Miss Doublefinger lay on the ground charred black, completely unconscious.
Nami slowly descended, her body gradually returning to human form. She looked down at her hands and let out a long breath: "That scared me… I thought I wouldn't be able to change back…"
She clenched her fist, feeling the residual lightning power inside her, and couldn't help but grin triumphantly: "Now I'm no longer the weak link in the crew!"
After celebrating, she bent down to pick up the fallen Clima-Tact, casually dusted it off, and reopened the instruction manual: "Hmm, let me check first—make sure this thing isn't really just a party prop."
But when she read the text, her expression froze. At the very end of the manual it clearly stated: "All techniques listed above are for use at banquets to liven up the atmosphere and make people laugh! Combat combinations are on the back of the manual!"
Nami's jaw dropped dramatically. Her eyes bulged: "..."
The next second, veins exploded on her forehead. Rage boiled over: "Usopp!! That damn bastard!!!"
[Battle End – Nami Victory]
Far away, a certain sniper suddenly sneezed, shivering all over: "Weird… why do I have a really bad feeling…?"
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