The New World, off the coast of Dressrosa.
Under a gloomy curtain of rain, a battered pirate ship drifted with difficulty on the wind.
The deck reeked of blood. Only a handful of people remained aboard, all wounded, laboriously throwing their companions' bodies into the sea.
At the bow, a purple-haired woman with a captain's hat and a severed arm looked back toward the Dressrosa Kingdom, her expression dark.
"Captain Kalina, we've taken care of all the bodies."
When she remained motionless for a long time, one of her officers approached and quietly tried to console her:
"We were just unlucky to run into that guy. We lost a lot of people, but there was nothing we could do. Don't take it too hard. We can always recruit more men and get revenge on that bastard later."
"That's right, Captain."
The other survivors tried to reassure her as well.
"Don't take it too hard? Those useless idiots can die for all I care. I lost an arm!"
Kalina finally turned around, her gaze still cold and grim. Through gritted teeth, she said bitterly, "That bastard had better watch out. This isn't over..."
Just a few hours earlier, she had set her sights on a prosperous coastal town in the Dressrosa Kingdom and led her men ashore, hoping to pillage to their hearts' content.
At first, everything had gone smoothly. The town's guards were no match for the pirates and had been driven back again and again.
But King Riku's Army Commander, Cyrus, happened to be honeymooning by the sea with his newlywed wife.
Seeing what was happening, he drew his sword. After a bloody battle, he defeated the entire Kalinna Pirates almost single-handedly.
Kalina herself had lost most of an arm. If she hadn't escaped using her Devil Fruit ability