Watching Roger's Execution at the Start

Marine Headquarters, Marineford.

Across the vast Training Ground, fully armed Marines stood with spears gripped tight.

This was everyday life for the ordinary soldiers of Marine Headquarters.

"Brat, I've been itching to beat you up for ages!!"

At the center of the Training Ground, Enel held his Coiling Dragon Staff and used his free left hand to pick at his ear, looking utterly disdainful.

The brat had given him that awful nickname the very first day they met.

He had never had a chance to teach him a lesson. Today, for some reason, that Marine wasn't stopping him from beating the brat up. He intended to make the most of it.

Gulp—!!

"I'm not scared of you, Big-Ears!!"

Faced with the imposing Enel, Luffy swallowed hard and put on a brave front he didn't feel.

Enel was no longer the scrawny figure Atlas had first met. Scientific training, Devil Fruit development focused on Hand-to-Hand Combat, and ample nutrition at Marine Headquarters had changed him.

All of it had fueled Enel's growth. His muscles were full, and scars crisscrossed his fair skin. He now had the hard-edged look of a battle-hardened fighter.

As chief instructor of the Marine Elite Training Camp, Zephyr naturally wasn't going to raise sheltered flowers. Enel was also a Logia Rumble-Rumble Fruit user whom even Sengoku watched closely, so he had seen no shortage of combat training.

"Are you sure you're not going to stop their fight?"

Not far away, Ace kept glancing at Atlas beside him for an answer.

He was always harsh with Luffy, but he cared about him no less than Sabo did.

Ace had seen what Enel's Rumble-Rumble Fruit could do. That kind of power...

And even setting Devil Fruits aside, the difference in their strength alone made this a hopelessly mismatched duel.