[h1][color=f7976a]ANARU KAHURANGI[/color] [/h1] Drum Island [@JmerlRobot] [@LokiLeo789] [@Renny] [@BCTheEntity] [@Tmitche23] [@RyoRyoRyoken] Anaru's body was basically going off of entirely adrenaline at this point, there was no good outcome for him here, but as the tree became a giant statue, and sent a giant fist towards him, Anaru's hopes, managed to drop even lower, he didn't dwell on that long, what with the giant wooden hand flying at him and all. Anaru wasn't the brightest guy, not even he would argue that, but he knew that the giant fist, was big, and it would hurt if he got hit by it, so he decided, not to get hit by it. that was easier said than done, it was fast, really fast, but Anaru couldn't give up, if his final attack, that he put everything into, was just batted away by a branch, he would fail as a guardian to the people. so, as he rotated like a drill towards the fist, he fired his Nail Gun, several times, to change his course, narrowly avoiding the massive fist, as he continued towards the Buddhistava, gaining speed. [color=007236]"GREEN MOUNTAIN: DRILL BREAKER!"[/color] one last burst of energy went through Anaru, as he picked up speed, and went flying towards the Buddhistava statue's stomach. But then, everything seemed to slow down, the Buddhistava was so close, he just had to hit it, and he could- what was he trying to do again? it was hard to remember, he was so tired, as he flew towards the statue, he wondered what he'd even accomplish by striking it, surely not much, the pirates were already making their escape, and Anaru was too weak to catch them, but he had to do something, the statue was a symbol, that pirates could stand up to marines, he couldn't let that stand, as his drill like body flew to the Buddhistava, he could feel his muscles being torn apart, he felt like a failure, first his home, then the Conomi Islands, and now Drum island, it seemed like no matter what he did, he could never stop pirates from harming others, it was a bitter thought, and the last Anaru had, his body kept spinning, but he was so tired, that he might as well have already passed out, all he could do was focus on what was at hand, and it was all he could do, not to pass out then and there.