Whitebeard stood tall and powerfully built, like a mountain. His broad chest and rugged frame radiated a presence that could cow an army, and every word he spoke rang with towering ambition.
"Men, let's go!"
Whitebeard's shout boomed like thunder, and his crew answered with a roar. Marco the Phoenix, Diamond Jozu, and Vista the Flower Sword all wore grim expressions, their eyes gleaming with menace. By capturing Fire Fist Ace, the Marines had enraged every last member of the Whitebeard Pirates.
Not long after they left Thunderfire Island, Marco frowned and spread his wings. He soared several hundred meters into the air, then flew back down to the deck. "Pops, I spotted Marine Surveillance Ships!"
"Gurararara... After all these years, Sengoku hasn't changed a bit. Still playing these useless little tricks. Go on—don't let the Marines look down on us."
Whitebeard sounded calm, with a trace of disdain. To him, this was barely worth mentioning. However many Surveillance Ships the Marines had sent, they would hardly be enough to trouble him.
Marco acknowledged the order and glanced at Vista and the others. One look was all they needed.
"What's that...?"
Vice Admiral Shu stood at the bow, gazing into the distance. Suddenly, a streak of blue fire flew toward him and closed the gap in moments. When he saw what it was, his eyes widened. "Oh no—"
Shu had barely spoken two words when Vista leaped off Marco's back. He dove like an eagle, and before he even landed, his merciless slash hurtled toward Shu.
Slash! Sword energy tore through the air, unstoppable. Before Shu could make sense of what was happening, he was cut down.
Marco spun and drove a flying kick into the mast. Crack! The towering mast snapped in two and crashed into the sea like