The Oro Jackson pulled in to shore.
Everyone except First Mate Rayleigh, who had stayed behind, followed Roger through the howling wind and rain onto the deserted island.
Morito quietly watched the group from inside the cave.
"So it really is the Roger Pirates. Shanks and Buggy are here too."
Morito wasn't too worried. For one thing, although they were pirates, they were nothing like pirates in the usual sense.
In his eyes, they were simply adventurers who had gone to sea in pursuit of freedom and adventure.
And secondly, it would take them a while to find his cave.
The mountain lay deep within the island. Below it stretched a primeval forest teeming with ferocious beasts, and countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants. It was an extremely dangerous place.
"The fluctuations and pulses are growing weaker, and the Tenseigan's ocular power is gradually stabilizing."
Morito felt the changes in his eyes.
The awakening was almost over.
Roger and his crew were looking for somewhere to shelter from the rain. They would have to wait until it let up a little before exploring the island and searching for treasure.
In the meantime, they studied the vortex of storm clouds swirling above the island.
"That thundercloud isn't ordinary. It's as if all the energy around it is being drawn in."
Scopper Gaban, the Roger Pirates' navigator and third-in-command, spoke up.
Experts in Observation Haki could sense the immense energy gathering in the sky.
Roger, meanwhile, was one of the finest among those skilled in Observation Haki.
If Gaban could sense the strange thundercloud above them, then Roger had certainly noticed it too.
He had noticed not only the vortex-shaped thundercloud but also that the energy over the entire island was converging on the tallest mountain deep within it.
What could