>>On the chase, basically.<<

[color=00aeef]"Oi oi oi, not nice with the name calling, yeah?"[/color] Jōichirō said, as Caithlyn took to the air leaping on what looked like platforms of...water.

[color=00aeef]"Great. Logia type. Haki. Fuck sakes, the old man sent me in to die. We would need to have a conversation as soon as I'm done here..."[/color] He thought to himself.

Gun shots rang out, steadily, towards his direction. Drawing in a deep breath, Jōichirō gathered his energy around his upper body and hardened it with Armament haki. Of course, his control with it was not the greatest but given that this type of haki was his specialty, he was able to cover the back of his upper body against blunt force attacks. 

Now it is basically a battle of haki, between whatever has been imbued onto the bullets, if at all, and himself. And he would [i]always[/i] bet on himself.

Jōichirō was a arrogant man, sure, but he was not lacking in battle judgement and intelligence. The gun has to run out of ammunition at some point, so he has to either wait it out or disable the unseen gunman. Waiting it out, at least for the brief reprieve of the gunman needing to reload, would be the more plausible option at this point.

There is still the problem of the girl jumping through the air to deal with for Jōichirō. With a annoyed sigh, Jōichirō looked for ways to delay the female even further. Sure, his slash missed but his intentions were felt. That last swing had more behind it. More force, more assertiveness, more killing intent.

Droplets of water began to fall. In Alabasta, a literal desert. There has to be something more to these drops of water. In any case, understanding at least the basic properties of his devil fruit, Jōichirō grinned inwardly. Using the refractive property of water to his advantage, Jōichirō created several cloned images of himself and stationed them all the way up towards Caitlyn.

Since these refracted images are 'clones' of himself, it would create the illusion that there are several of him, all doing the same action as his actual body which is the sheathing and redrawing of the sword held with his right hand. The edge of the sword, this time, was pressed into the inside of the sheath as it is being drawn, creating massive friction. The moment that it is fully unsheathed, the force behind the swing is such that it it cutting through the air that surrounds the sword and the part that comes into contact with the edge of the sword is behind pushed towards its target at high speeds, creating an 'air blade' being driven towards Caitlyn.

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