On the battlefield, Whitebeard was actually somewhat dumbfounded. He had originally prepared himself for the destruction of his pirate crew today, even planning to drag the Marines and Big Mom down with him at the most dangerous moment so his sons could have a chance to escape.
Yet as the battle went on, he began to sense that something was off. Why were that old bastard Garp's punches so soft today? Could it be that he was afraid Big Mom, that crazy old woman, would take a liking to him if he performed too well?
And those pirate crews all seemed to harbor deep grudges against one another, turning their attacks toward other pirates. Whitebeard, who had expected to become everyone's target, felt faintly disappointed instead. Were those bastards looking down on him?
As for the Beasts Pirates, who were already close to being wiped out, Kaido did not spare them a single thought. His thinking was simple: anyone who could not survive was trash, and trash was not qualified to serve under him, Kaido.
Thus, Kaido continued to play the role of a troublemaker perfectly. Here, he spat a burst of Dragon Breath at Whitebeard; there, he swung his dragon tail at Garp; and every so often, he transformed into human form and gave Big Mom a clubbing. He bounced about like a husky tearing across the battlefield.
As for Big Mom, she was so furious her eggs... no, her breasts hurt. The helper she had brought along was like a rabid dog, biting whoever he caught. It left her needing to guard against both enemies and allies.
Besides, wasn't Whitebeard supposed to be the main target of this war? How had the fighting somehow turned into a battle against her and Kaido?
And unlike Kaido, she was not