Fujitora vs. Sabo

The enormous meteor was sliced into piece after piece by the Birdcage, raining down upon Dressrosa's town. The citizens scattered in terror. With a thunderous crash, the burning meteorites struck, setting a vast swath of houses ablaze. The entire town was engulfed in flames.

"Oh dear, this is bad. The affected area is far too wide. Were any civilians hurt?" Fujitora scratched his head, speaking with great frustration.

The Marines behind Fujitora were stunned, their mouths hanging open as they stared blankly at the scene before them. "Please let us know before you summon a meteor, Commander Issho!"

"My sincerest apologies for summoning a meteor." Fujitora turned around and scratched his head, offering an utterly insincere apology.

"Say so before you summon one!" the Marines behind Fujitora shouted.

At that moment, a burning man appeared before Fujitora. He looked like Vice Admiral Bastille! His horned mask stood out especially clearly amid the sea of flames.

"Vice Admiral Bastille!"

"Young man, do you understand your own position?" Fujitora's smiling expression vanished as he asked sternly.

"A Marine admiral certainly possesses extraordinary power." A voice came from within the flames. A blond-haired man emerged from the fire, gripping Bastille's mask. So the figure from before had not been Bastille at all.

"I'm still not used to my ability, so I deliberately avoided it every time." As he spoke, he crushed the horned mask in his hand.

Only then did the Marines see someone lying beside him. That was the real Vice Admiral Bastille, and he had already lost consciousness.

"Vice Admiral Bastille!" All the Marines rushed over at once, supporting the fallen man.

"You really showed no mercy," Fujitora said.

"Ah, and you have the nerve to say that about someone else?" the blond-haired man replied with a stunned expression.

"Just now,