Cold sunlight streamed through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, casting mottled patterns of light and shadow across the floor. Dawn stood before his desk, looking at the three strange fruits covered in spiral patterns, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
The moment he returned, he executed the trio that had come to cause trouble and reclaimed their fruits.
Even Chopper, widely acknowledged as the weakest on their side, could fight evenly against a standard "Flying Six-level fighter" like Baron Tamago and ultimately defeat him. There was simply no need to keep such trash around.
From now on, unless a Senior Executive personally came knocking, Dawn would never spare an opponent again. When Chopper could defeat a senior officer of an Emperor crew in a one-on-one fight, it would be time for him to fully unify the forces of the New World and launch the final battle against the World Government.
According to the barrel effect, if even the shortest stave had reached Senior Executive level, the heights of the other staves could be readily imagined.
As for levels beyond Senior Executive, those could no longer be reached through hard-fought battles alone. Without the aptitude, there was no aptitude; no amount of effort would help.
Dawn had always maintained the highest degree of caution when estimating Imu's strength. Before everything was absolutely foolproof, he would never rashly begin that decisive battle that would determine the world's fate.
After carefully putting away the three Devil Fruits, Dawn gave Uta, Brook, and Chopper verbal praise and material rewards for their excellent performances in the previous battle. He then went alone to the room where Gion was recuperating.
After the battle of Hive Island, Gion had defected without any psychological burden. Having one's lifespan forcibly drained was unacceptable to any woman.
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