Time passed, second by second. The fighting on the shore grew ever more brutal, but the women of Amazon Lily refused to yield. Not one would bow or beg for mercy. They stood together, every one of them fighting for her life.
United and fearless, they showed a spirit that put many men to shame.
Bang!
A Vice Admiral sent Rindou flying. She spat blood, badly wounded, but the moment she hit the ground, she gritted her teeth, tightened her grip on her dagger, and rose again like a ferocious beast.
Her dagger had already killed more Marines than she could count, but she had no intention of stopping. Hatred burned in Rindou's eyes. She wanted every last invader dead.
"Ah..."
Someone kicked Sandersonia away, sending her crashing to the ground. Tesoro threw back his head and laughed, then strode forward to finish her off. Suddenly, a dark figure shot out from the distance.
A short woman rushed in and kicked Tesoro away. He was stunned. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined an old woman could send him flying.
He spat on the ground and looked closer. The old woman held a Snake Staff. Wrinkles covered her face, her skin as deeply furrowed and dull as ancient bark. She could hardly have looked older, yet her keen eyes radiated authority.
It was Granny Nyon.
She swept her gaze across the shore. Both the Kuja Warriors and the Kuja Pirates had suffered terrible losses; many had closed their eyes forever. Fury rose in Granny Nyon as Tesoro approached again. "You dogs of the Central Authority won't come to a good end!"
"Hm? Is that so? Worry about yourself first."
In his Fruit Form, Tesoro had grown several times larger. Golden light blazed from him like an invincible, gold-armored war