The typhoon howled across the battlefield. Within the operating room that swept up biting cold, the entirety of Marineford lay enclosed.
Law's gaze shifted. Looking at Doflamingo—the man whose head he had dreamed of taking day and night—he was unexpectedly calm.
"Do you remember what Vergo was like when you enraged him back in the family? That was a shadow you could never forget for the rest of your life..."
"You brat, whether it's Haki or strength, you're no match for Vergo. What gives you the nerve to stand before me, Law!"
Veins bulged on Doflamingo's forehead. Around him, countless sheets of ice transformed into barren white waves.
"What a pity. The shadow of the G-5 base commander never made it to Marineford. Deep down, you're actually fully aware of that, fufufufufu!"
Yet no matter how Doflamingo provoked him, Law did not say a word. Instead, he lowered the brim of his hat slightly.
Meanwhile, the other Seven Warlords of the Sea scattered in every direction. Noticing Doflamingo's actions, they too wore grave expressions.
"Fruit awakening? That sea scoundrel had something like that up his sleeve?"
Gecko Moria's face darkened. He immediately stopped watching the tigers fight from the mountain and rushed toward the battlefield below.
"Those two actually dare ignore the Navy's orders at such a critical moment. Once this war is over, I'll strip them of their titles as Seven Warlords of the Sea for good."
Sengoku glanced to the side, expressionless, but the resolve in his words fully revealed his determination.
What Law revealed next, however, made Doflamingo's pupils tremble.
"There's one thing you got wrong, Donquixote Doflamingo. Vergo the Demon Bamboo is actually here in Marineford. If you don't believe me, take a look."
The next second, a shard of ice before them vanished, and a