The next day.
Marineford.
"What do you make of this?"
In the Marshal's office at the Headquarters Building, Kong sat in his chair. Tsuru and Sengoku were there with him.
Before them lay news and intelligence reports about Gold City and the Strongest Gathering.
Tsuru furrowed her brows as she thought.
"What is that man up to now?"
Sengoku's voice was low. The man in question was no longer someone they could crush with ease.
Setting aside the Gold-Gold Fruit, the Richest Group had enough influence to rival any force on the sea. No one could afford to ignore them.
The Marines included.
The two sides had clashed more than once. They didn't know everything about each other, but they had a decent grasp of the basics.
Still, they hadn't crossed paths in quite some time—not in the past year.
The Marines were busy, after all. They couldn't keep their eyes on the Richest Group at all times. There were countless pirate crews on the sea, and Garp and the Marine Sisters hadn't returned to Marineford in four or five months.
BOOM!
A flash of blue lightning streaked across the clear sky.
Kong, Sengoku, and Tsuru all looked in the same direction, as did the many Marine officers at Marineford.
"That's the Richest Group's Heavenly Punishment Representative, Thunder God Enel!"
"How brazen!"
They were reminded of how, several years ago, the man had fired a Divine Punishment at Marineford. Now he had shown up again in broad daylight, as if the Marines didn't exist.
This was Marineford.
Marine Headquarters.
This was too much.
Enel hovered amid blue lightning, looking toward the Headquarters Building.
Kong, Sengoku, and Tsuru left the office and stood in the corridor, their faces dark.
On the ground, the officers were poised for a fight. Vice Admirals