The Navy had spread itself too thin. It was impossible to devote all its true top-tier strength to Golden Lion alone, but Sengoku had still done everything he could, dispatching Kizaru and Garp, two Marine Admiral-level forces, each to lead a team. As for Gaji, after Issho had been brought in, he too had been added to the fighting force.
There were three teams in total. Whether it was good luck or bad, Gaji's team happened to run into Golden Lion.
Issho and Gaji together were equivalent to an Admiral-Yonko level fighter plus a Yonko Commander. In fact, their combined strength was likely even a notch above the strongest, Garp.
Most importantly, with Issho present, there was no need to worry about mobility. It would not be easy for Golden Lion to disengage either.
However, that also meant this battle was bound to become a true fight to the death. It would not be like the previous clashes with Golden Lion—thunderous in name, but lacking in substance.
"Brother Gaji, there's no need to be so pessimistic. I remember Zephyr once said that Golden Lion seemed to have very few strong subordinates," Issho said confidently.
"But the teacher also said he had only taken note of them while fighting Golden Lion. Who knows whether the Golden Lion Pirates have other figures who simply haven't appeared?"
Gaji did not know about Golden Lion's past problems. He assumed that, no matter how weak the Golden Lion Pirates were, they should still have roughly the scale of a Yonko Crew.
If that were true, this battle would be difficult.
"No matter what, we must not allow Golden Lion to leave," said Issho, who had originally been an outsider to this affair. His expression was grave, faintly radiating righteous resolve. "To the residents of the