Rayleigh and Gaban, two legends of the old era, were covered in blood, leaning on their weapons as they panted. Their eyes held the exhaustion of relief and deep expectations for Allen.
Yamato planted her Glazed Sword into the ground to support herself, breathing heavily. Yet her eyes, fixed on Allen, shone like stars, filled with pure admiration and trust.
Even in such a brutal setting, Empress Hancock's peerless beauty remained dazzling, though it was stained with blood and dust.
As she looked at Allen, a blush spread across her cheeks, and her heart kept screaming, "Husband Lord is so handsome even when he makes an entrance! This Empress... This Empress is going to faint!"
Her body swayed slightly, and Nana beside her caught her.
Ace and Sabo stood back-to-back, both covered in wounds. Yet their gazes toward Allen were full of excitement and brotherly trust.
The Revolutionary Army leader's green cloak was tattered beyond repair, and his breathing was somewhat unsteady. Yet his eyes remained as sharp as an eagle's, fixed on Allen as he awaited the answer that would decide the world's fate.
The Strongest Man in the World leaned on his Naginata, his chest rising and falling violently. Yet his gaze remained imposing as he looked at Allen with a questioning expression.
Shanks wore his signature gentle smile. Deep in his eyes was the calm of one who saw through everything, as well as his recognition of Allen.
Kaido was in the most miserable state. His massive body was covered in wounds deep enough to expose bone, one of his Dragon Horns had been broken, and his face was battered and bruised. Yet the Fighting Spirit blazing in his eyes had not gone out as he panted heavily and stared fixedly at Allen.
When Allen's gaze met