"Admiral Aokiji?"
"I think that's his name!"
"It might not be him, but one of the Three Admirals is definitely coming!"
"Are the other two as strong as he is?"
"I don't know, but we can't stand against any of them! So we can't kill this man!"
As the two spoke, a flash of sword light burst forth, dazzlingly bright.
A piercing scream followed.
"Aaaaaah!"
"We're done for! Saint Watzi is dead!"
"What are you doing?"
"Have you gone mad?"
An unremarkable pirate stared, trembling, at the sword that had just flown from his hand.
He had only wanted to join in the excitement.
He swore it had been an accident. Besides, the sword hadn't even been flying toward Saint Watz. Who could have known it would turn halfway there? It made no sense.
As everyone turned to stare at him, he shouted in despair, "It wasn't me! It really wasn't me!"
"Run! A Celestial Dragon is dead!"
"An Admiral really is coming!"
"Run!"
"Let's get out of here!"
"Move it, boys! We're not waiting for anyone this time!"
The crowd, quiet only moments ago, erupted into chaos. Panic spread rapidly across the Sabaody Archipelago.
Saint Watz, a Celestial Dragon—a descendant of the creators and one of the world's nobility—had been killed.
It was an earth-shattering event. One could only imagine the fury the World Government would unleash upon Sabaody today.
It would be like a magnitude 12.9 tsunami. One wrong move, and nothing would be left alive.
As everyone scattered in a frenzy, Enel suddenly froze. A voice reached his ears.
"What are you standing around for? Get moving!"
"Boss?"
"About what just happened..."
Upheaval on All Sides
"Shakky, what's going on outside?"
Rayleigh took a couple of contented sips, picked up two peanuts, and spoke with flushed cheeks