Arrival at Impel Down

David's Revenge tore through the waves, the jet device at its stern, born of cosmic pirate technology, spitting pale blue flames and driving the ship to a ludicrous speed. Seawater exploded into white spray along both sides of the hull, like a pair of unfurled wings.

In the captain's cabin, Robin closed the book on her lap and leaned back in her chair. The haze that had shrouded her brow for years had finally lifted somewhat.

Dawn leaned against the window, watching the rare ease in the woman's expression, a faint smile curling at his lips.

"When we get the chance, I'll hold that old bastard Saturn still and let you beat him up."

He could not quite remember which of the Five Elders had spoken to Doctor Clover during the Ohara Buster Call, but as far as he was concerned, it was never wrong to dump all the blame on the freshly born Saturn.

"Thank you."

Robin froze briefly at his words, then a radiant smile bloomed across her face, warm and dazzling like sunlight after the rain.

She walked over to Dawn, gently kissed his right cheek, leaving a faint lipstick mark, then returned to her seat and quietly resumed reading.

Dawn smiled helplessly, wiped the lipstick mark from his face, and turned his gaze toward Yamato, who was happily slurping from an oversized cup of juice. Seeing him look over, she raised her eyes, the pair beneath her lashes shining brightly.

"Once we reach Impel Down, do you want to take on Magellan? Just so you know, that guy's close-combat skills are pretty average."

At his current level, calling Magellan average was already generous. The Venom-Venom Fruit might be hellishly difficult for others, but to him it was a joke. Once Armament Haki was projected outward, the