On the vast battlefield, shouts of battle soared into the sky.
Sengoku's expression darkened. "Tsuru, make your move!"
"Got it!"
Tsuru answered and stepped out from the crowd.
A trace of resolve flashed across her bark-like cheeks as she suddenly clapped her hands together.
"Baptism Rain!"
Bang!
A beam of white water burst straight through her body, turning into a brilliant streak that shot into the sky.
The next moment, it exploded like fireworks.
Boom!
Water droplets rained down from the sky like a torrential downpour.
Carried by the sea breeze, they swiftly spread across the entire dockside battlefield.
Wherever they passed, the thick stench of blood and billowing dust that had filled the air—
seemed to melt away as quickly as winter snow beneath the spring sun.
The violent aura surrounding the pirates and Marines, who had been fighting red-eyed over the power of the Guardians, was washed away in an instant.
The chaotic scene gradually settled down.
Akainu and Douglas Bullet, who had been preparing to fight to the death, stopped in their tracks as well.
Feeling the white mist falling from the sky, countless gazes turned in unison toward Tsuru and her aged, weathered face.
"Just like old times. A Fruit ability and an opponent like this are truly troublesome," Whitebeard said, his eyes flickering with recollection.
During his rise to power, Whitebeard had naturally clashed many times with Marine pillars like Tsuru.
He knew full well that this veteran vice admiral was no less formidable than the Hero Garp and Marine Fleet Admiral Sengoku.
In the Original Work, Doflamingo of the ever-arrogant Seven Warlords of the Sea Donquixote Family feared no one more than this inconspicuous old woman.
"Hmph, this kind of trick is practically witchcraft. Every time, it even washes away my urge to find