It was nighttime, on the sea near the Sabaody Archipelago. Under the dim moonlight, an enormous black mass, even darker than the sea itself, floated silently on the water.
Two figures constantly clashed and crossed paths atop that massive creature's back.
One of them took a slight step back. "What a headache. You're improving way too fast, kid."
Moonlight spilled down from the sky, barely illuminating his appearance.
White hair, a white beard, refined gold-rimmed glasses, and a scar over one eye.
He was Rayleigh.
At that moment, a figure wrapped in leaping lightning shot toward him. "But you're still far from being a match for me! Current Drive—Ogre Tile Straight Punch!"
It was Bright, of course.
His black fist, wreathed in lightning, seemed to pierce the air itself. The displaced air exploded into a huge cloud of vapor as it thundered toward Rayleigh.
Yet even facing such an attack, Rayleigh merely raised his right hand. It was black as well, but invisible ripples coiled around that darkness.
Smack.
The fist struck his hand. Bright's body jolted, and he was sent flying backward.
"What ridiculous Haki!"
Bright could not help but marvel as he flew back.
His full-power heavy punch had utterly failed to break through Rayleigh's Haki defense!
But it was not over yet. "Geppo!"
Bright stomped the air as though convulsing. The air cracked sharply beneath his foot, launching him forward.
The Six Powers were secret government martial arts, so naturally no one had taught Bright.
But the principle behind Geppo was actually simple. All it took was stomping the air with enough strength and speed.
The Straw Hat Kid could fly through the air in Gear Fourth, and Black Leg Sanji had figured it out on his own. There was no reason Bright could not do the