He, Gai, Was an Honest Man-He Had to Cherish This

"Bartholomew Kuma."

On a cliff.

Vista and Jozu glanced at the Tsar towering into the clouds on the horizon, their eyes holding a trace of worry.

Still, they trusted Marco and Ace to handle him.

Their own opponents, meanwhile, were no pushovers.

Vista in particular was exceptionally wary.

He had once lost to the man standing before him and knew firsthand how formidable he was.

But this time, he wasn't fighting alone. With Jozu at his side, the Tyrant was bound to lose.

"Go!"

Jozu's upper body turned to diamond. The ground exploded beneath his feet, leaving a crater as he charged.

With a sword in each hand, Vista radiated sharpness like a blade drawn from its sheath.

Facing the two men,

Kuma still wore his usual blank expression, looking utterly unruffled.

But inwardly, he took them seriously.

After all, neither man was a minor figure. He could hold his own against either one individually, but if the two ganged up on him, they wouldn't get the better of him.

Still, the pressure was real.

Swordsmen were especially troublesome.

That Swordsman's Intuition was like a passive ability, even more bothersome than Observation Haki. In some ways, it was practically the same as Future Prediction.

It could greatly affect his speed.

"Yee-haw!"

"This queen's gonna spin and jump!"

"Kutapa—magma!"

"Set—sandstorm!"

Compared to Archino, who faced Whitebeard alone; Crocodile, who faced Marco and Ace alone; and Kuma, who faced Vista and Jozu alone, Ivankov had many more opponents.

Among them were division commanders like head chef Thatch, Ice Witch Whitey Bay, the Dikalban Brothers, Great Whirlpool Spider Squard, Elmi, Parmes, and Makugai.

Now this was a real beatdown.

But Ivankov wasn't fazed in the slightest. She lived for the thrill.

"Meteor Volcano!"

"Sandstorm!"

With Kutapa in her right hand, she borrowed Sakazuki's