Moria's death

For the strong on the seas, conviction could never falter. The stronger they were, the purer their resolve and the more fearlessly they pressed forward. The reverse was equally true.

If Moria, who had now lost his conviction, faced Kaido again, a single ordinary swing of his club would settle it. He might not even get to see Thunder Bagua. Moria had long since lost the edge and strength of his younger days.

Dawn studied Moria, who could barely stay on his feet, a faint flicker in his eyes. He slowly descended from the sky, planting both feet on the dust- and rubble-covered ruins. As he landed and deactivated his power, his own shadow reappeared behind him.

He emerged from the drifting dust and smoke, looked at Moria, who was on his last legs, and delivered his final declaration of victory:

"Looks like this battle that lasted four days... ended with my victory, senior."

"Hee hee hee hee... brat..."

Moria's voice rasped like broken bellows. Yet his unfocused eyes suddenly gathered their last glimmer of light, blazing with renewed intensity.

"Let me tell you something... until your enemy draws his very last breath... the battle... is never over!!"

The moment he finished speaking, his entire body seemed to melt, sinking completely into the shadow beneath his feet. In an instant, he crossed the short distance between them and appeared in the shadow behind Dawn.

Moria burst out of the shadow, the last of his Armament Haki coiled around the long blade in his hand, and viciously thrust it at Dawn's heart from behind!

"Die!"

Moria's lips stretched into a grin, his face filled with madness and the exhilaration of imminent success. This was his secret ambush technique, one he had never used throughout their earlier battle, all so it could