No matter how the world viewed the war unfolding at Marineford, Navy Headquarters, or which side they wanted to win, the battle was still raging fiercely. It would not bend to anyone's wishes.
By now, the Whitebeard Pirates had overrun most of the dock plaza. Led by the giant Little Oars Jr., with more than a dozen commanders supporting and covering him, they were launching their fiercest assault yet on the Navy's hastily assembled, fragile defensive line.
"Raaagh!"
"Let little Ace go!"
"Keep up!"
"Oars, be careful!"
"Attack!"
"Kill them!"
"Move!"
"Blood!"
"Drain them dry!"
"Hahaha!"
"Keep up the momentum! Crush them!"
"Charge!"
"Ahahaha!"
Boom! Boom!
Rumble!
Boom! Boom!
Amid the cries of battle, the clash of weapons, and the explosions, the pirates continued their raucous assault, relentlessly hammering at the Navy's crumbling defensive line.
"Hold the line!"
"We have to hold!"
"Move!"
"Take down that giant first!"
"Lonz!"
"Quick! Get out there and stop him!"
"Form ranks! Form ranks!"
"Drive them back!"
"Kill them!"
With the officers keeping them in line, the Navy struggled to hold on. Their defense was still reasonably organized, and they were just barely managing to maintain their line.
But...
Everyone knew the situation was only temporary.
Even if the Navy Headquarters Vice Admiral, the giant Lonz, summoned his courage and charged forward, swinging his huge axe to stop Whitebeard's giant, Little Oars, it was no use. Anyone could see the vast difference in their size. Lonz had no chance against that enormous monster.
See for yourself.
"Hah!"
"Waaah..."
He had barely made it a few steps before he cried out in pain. Little Oars of the Whitebeard Pirates struck him with his blade, shattering his axe and sending him flying.
"!!"
"Oars!"
"Watch out below!"
"Waaah!"
"Oh no!"
"Run!"
Rumble!!!
Fortunately, at that moment,