The Second Private Car

Aboard the Herman Revenge, captain's quarters.

Dawn toyed with the Shadow-Shadow Fruit in his hand, the corners of his mouth curling into a satisfied smile.

"This version of Moria... was still too strong. But fortunately, I won in the end."

On the surface, Dawn had completely dominated his previous battle with Moria, cutting down the great pirate who had once roamed the New World with an unmatched display of power.

But only he knew how perilous it had truly been, with victory and defeat separated by the narrowest margin.

If not for his agility and combat instincts, far beyond those of ordinary people, allowing him to evade vital points several times at the last possible instant, he would likely have been the one to lose.

His physical defense, enough to stand proudly above all of West Blue, had been no sturdier than paper before Moria's Armament Haki.

By the end of the battle, less than a tenth of Dawn's stamina and energy reserves remained, most of it having been spent healing his injuries. Had the fight dragged on even a little longer, the scales of victory would have surely tipped.

After his emotions settled, Dawn walked to a corner of the captain's quarters. A wooden rack stood there, neatly lined with specially made wooden boxes for storing Devil Fruits.

He took a Kong box from the rack and gently but steadily placed the Shadow-Shadow Fruit onto its soft lining, then closed and locked the lid.

Darkness surged across his palm as he stored the wooden box in his storage space.

Once he finished, the rumbling in his stomach and the Kong in his body became even more apparent.

He pushed open the door and headed toward the dining room with slightly heavy steps. He needed food—lots of food—to replenish the