Dressrosa, Royal Highlands.
Twenty giants faced off against Doflamingo and the other three, as if the air were thick with the smell of gunpowder.
Longinus stood between the two sides, suppressing the disturbance that could erupt at any moment.
"Why do we have to cooperate with such a despicable man?" Yuriel asked unhappily.
"Who said anything about cooperating?" Longinus shook his head. "We're only putting our conflict aside temporarily while dealing with a common enemy."
"B-but..."
"Is the giants' revenge more important, or your personal emotions?" Longinus asked in a deep voice.
"Revenge!" Yuriel answered sullenly.
"So, until Charlotte Linlin is dealt with, I don't want to see anything like this happen again. Understood?"
"Understood." The giants answered listlessly.
"You really have a way with calming down those hot-tempered giants." Doflamingo did not care about the giants' attitude. Instead, he looked the giants up and down with an irritatingly smug expression.
Longinus did not respond. Instead, he calmly analyzed the situation. "I'll be facing Big Mom later. Brother Katakuri will be left to you four, Doflamingo."
"Prince Loki, pay attention. There'll be an extremely ugly fellow coming up. His ability is to create biscuits. Your job is to stop him."
"As for you, Yuriel and Helding, each of you must at least tie down one commander-level opponent."
Doflamingo nodded indifferently, while the giants roared excitedly.
Longinus knew very well that Doflamingo probably was not Katakuri's match. Even with three more cannon fodder, it would be the same. As for himself, he probably could not defeat that fat hag either.
As for the giants, they had enough strength, but they were far too lacking in adaptability and flexibility. They might very well be tricked to death by members of the Charlotte Family.
Overall, their side was at a complete disadvantage.
But