The downtime was well spent, with it, Rindaman managed to learn a lot more about his comrades and even managed to bond with them a little. They needed something like this, it made doing their jobs a lot easier and simplified things to a fault when it came to looking out for one another. Every single marine that was present right now was handpicked to be apart of this sting operation, something that they hoped the pirates in question would never see coming. The question was primarily surrounding the idea of combat, how well would Rindaman be able to handle the opposition when it finally came down to it?
".............."As Rindaman found himself rather concerned and preoccupied with that thought for a moment, he ended up paying attention to the voice on the communication device. It was Roma's voice, with details about launching the attack on the pirate camp in order to apprehend the suspects. Rindaman was rather relieved that the worst case scenario was basically over and the ambush was still on, the simple fact that she was able to contact them allowed for such an idea to flow over their heads as the gospel of this situation.
"Time to go to work boys!"With a roar, the rest of the men and women apart of the Marines agreed as they rushed out in order to help their comrades in the middle of the miniature war zone that Roma and co. created through the use of their strategic planning.
Pretty soon, the rest of the marines arrived with their surprise assault. The punching, kicking, clashing of swords, the yells of agony and rage, all of those reoccurring sounds was deafening to the ears with each passing second. As for Rindaman, he himself met with quite a few oppositions, being surrounded by a few due to his lazy like motions as he looked for the commanding officer that called it in. It would be a shame if she didn't make it alive, he needed a good recommendation in order to get a better station, maybe some better pay and more missions while they were at it.
"Oh, looks like you got me....but how about this?"
Almost instantly bulking up while tapping into the power of his zoan, the half point of his anky anky no mi allowed Rindaman to tower over his oppressors almost effortlessly. A few were intimidated, but they were tyring to fight through that fear in the hopes of fending off the marines.
"You don't scare us! Get em!!!!!"With their charge of feigned bravery as they brandished their weapons, the opposing pirates charged at Rindaman at all sides in an attempt to overwhelm him. But unfortunately for the pirates, Rindaman's
whiplash sweep allowed him to swing his club like tail in order to knock them all away, along with the occasional sound of snapping and crushing as his plate armored blunt weapon made contact to the bodies of these pirates. As they were down for the count, a few came ar Rindaman, one by one, as they tried to swing their weapons at him.
However, it was hard to get through his plating.
"I can do this all day! "- Spoiler:
Name: Whiplash Sweep
Description: Using his five-foot tail, Rindaman swings it around in order to have his armored tail and ending club-like weapon to sweep around the target's legs in order to trip them up and do considerable damage to their lower body. When surrounded, this is counted as an AOE.
Range: Short
Attribute: Strength and Power
Rank: Novice
anky anky no mi
Novice- All osteoderm plates have a hardness that's comparable to a Wazamono - Common grade weapon (2). Rindaman's distinct sense of smell reaches as far as 40 feet.