At Marine Headquarters, a fierce battle erupted beneath the bright azure sky.
Golden light and azure lightning clashed repeatedly in the air, bursting with brilliant colors across the bright heavens like fireworks.
Yet they were countless times more dangerous than fireworks.
Continuous lasers shot from Kizaru's hands. Enel likewise waved his hand, sending pillars of lightning in the shape of long arrows crashing against yellow light arrows in midair. Explosions thundered without end.
"Laser!"
Watching the constantly rumbling sky, Enel grinned. "We've still got plenty to play with, Kizaru!"
As the saying went, "Matching outfits aren't scary; the ugly one is the embarrassed one." The same applied to similar Devil Fruit abilities.
Proud Enel had always enjoyed an innate undefeated advantage against his enemies through the overwhelming speed of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit. The first time he had suffered a setback was at Kizaru's hands.
That frustration had always remained buried within Enel's heart. To make Kizaru experience the same feeling, he had spent the past decade tirelessly striving to improve himself.
He had also learned Dawn's "wicked little tactic" of making enemies lose their composure. He had completely copied the techniques Kizaru had once used against him and developed similar skills.
"Oh? The same moves as mine. How frightening~"
Seeing arrows differing only in color shooting constantly from both their hands and detonating repeatedly in the sky, Kizaru gave his usual sarcastic assessment.
Yet the corner of his normally punchable mouth drooped slightly.
Mr. Kizaru, I hope someone who has always made others lose their composure won't end up losing his own because of Enel, Dawn thought darkly.
Even so, Dawn merely sat in his chair with his arms folded, calmly watching the battle in the sky.
Meanwhile, Marco, Kizaru's former opponent, had already arrived before Whitebeard.
The two continued