Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
An emergency meeting was underway in the night.
The room was packed with officers of Headquarters Vice Admiral rank and above. Even Zephyr, a former Admiral who had stepped back from the front lines, was there.
Fleet Admiral Steel Bone Kong himself chaired the meeting.
The subject, naturally, was Noah, whom Big Mom had captured.
For a mere Rear Admiral to prompt a meeting of this scale in the middle of the night showed just how much weight Noah carried within the Marines.
The meeting was halfway through. On the question of whether to send troops to rescue Noah, nearly every senior officer had agreed without hesitation—
They had to save him!
That was how Fleet Admiral Steel Bone Kong saw it, and how the many Vice Admirals saw it too.
Noah was the finest talent the Marine Headquarters Elite Training Camp had produced since its founding. He was destined to become a leader who would shape the entire Marine force. They could not stand by while he remained in a pirate stronghold.
The debate centered on who should lead the force, how Marine Headquarters should act, and how many troops it should deploy.
Some proposed a surprise raid by a small force. Others urged them to bring a full army down on the Big Mom Pirates and wage all-out war...
Almost everyone volunteered to go. Garp wanted to go. Zephyr wanted to go... Even Kizaru at G2 Branch called, full of righteous anger, to ask whether he should come over...
The sun might as well have risen in the west.
Steel Bone Kong could swear this was the first time he had seen Kizaru so eager to fight.
Knock, knock!
Just then, a knock sounded at the door. The officers paused their argument and watched as