"I'll never let you have your way, Ron!"
Garp clenched his fists and roared.
"Why?"
Ron looked at him in confusion. "Even now, do you still have hopes for the Government? Or do you think I can't become a qualified ruler?"
"Neither!"
Garp said angrily, "I just don't want this world to descend into chaos."
"Enough people died in the Great Pirate Era. Every single one still alive is worth cherishing!"
"How laughable!"
Ron raised his Thunder Halberd. Currents surged around him, forming a storm that made him look like a Super Saiyan, his hair and beard standing on end.
His towering body stood amid the thunderstorm like a god or demon, a blue "Thunder" pattern appearing on his forehead.
"You, who sheltered the Pirate King's son, Portgas D. Ace, and caused the Summit War, have no right to say that!"
"The fallen comrades who died at the Summit are watching you from behind, Garp!!!"
"Enough!!!"
Suddenly, Garp bellowed and charged forward.
"Since you refuse to see reason, then fight me, brat! I'll use my fists to show you what's right!"
"Heh! Interesting. Don't blame me if you die, old man!"
Ron pulled back his Thunder Halberd, electricity bursting from his eyes.
Heavenly Thunder Ride - Style 3 - Cloud Dragon Kill!
Roar!!
Smooth and fluid, the spear shot forth like a dragon. The heavy halberd struck out with a dragon's roar, and in an instant, heaven and earth changed color. The clashing Conqueror's Haki tore apart the dark clouds covering the nameless deserted island, an utterly shocking sight.
Screech...!
With his left hand swinging upward at an angle, Garp knocked aside the menacing thrust of the Thunder Dragon Halberd. The sharp blade scraped against his Armament Haki defense, scattering sparks and leaving behind a white mark.
"What a hard