"Go back and inform the higher-ups. The final battle is about to begin."
High in the clouds, Saint Somaz hovered in midair using Geppo, gazing coldly down at the icy battlefield below.
He had lingered here for three whole days. He had originally intended to take advantage of Dawn's scattered main forces to seize a hostage or two for leverage, but instead, he had personally witnessed the spectacular scene of two of the Marines' top combat forces teaming up to deliver themselves to their deaths.
How could he possibly fail to see that Garp was throwing the match and Aokiji could not be bothered to fight?
No matter how slow-witted he was, he could see it now. Before the final battle, Dawn intended to dismantle and split apart the Marines piece by piece.
Of the vast Marine Headquarters, only Sakazuki and Sengoku remained among the high-level combat forces capable of being deployed. The enemy's objective had already been perfectly achieved.
"They really are a pack of dogs that can never be tamed." Saint Killingham's voice was filled with undisguised contempt. "You're right. Let's return and prepare for the final battle."
The two exchanged glances without saying another word, then turned into two black shadows and vanished into the depths of the clouds.
On the ruined ice field, Dawn wrapped his hands in a large amount of Armament Haki, forming a thick layer of armor. From a distance, he grabbed a pair of specially made Seastone Handcuffs. While precisely controlling the strength of his Haki to avoid damaging them, he swiftly fastened them onto Aokiji.
After finishing, he glanced up at where the two God's Knights had been hiding just moments ago, his expression thoughtful.
After ordering Mirror Person to temporarily imprison Aokiji in the Mirror World, Dawn tapped the communicator