Miss Bakkin raised her hooked blade over her head and blocked Ain's strike, looking utterly at ease.
Boom!
Just as Miss Bakkin was about to counterattack, a towering shadow fell over her.
Heavy footsteps drowned out the blade's whistle through the air.
"Zephyr?!"
Miss Bakkin shrieked.
Weevil, you useless fool! You couldn't even hold Zephyr back? It's just a severed arm!
Whoosh!
Quick as lightning, a huge hand shot out and seized Miss Bakkin by the head.
"What did you just say, Pirate?"
A Casual Kill
New World.
Dressrosa.
After sending away the last group of Dressrosa citizens who had come to thank her, Atlas fell into thought.
Under Kyros and a group of ministers, repairs across Dressrosa were already in full swing. But a country could not go a day without a ruler.
Had the Navy and the World Government heard the news yet?
Dressrosa was one of the World Government's Affiliated Nations, and its Heavenly Tribute helped fund the Celestial Dragons' extravagant spending.
Knowing the World Government, there was no way it would pass up a chance to interfere and claim a share.
Atlas would never believe otherwise.
"Atlas, the kings of several neighboring countries have asked to see you!"
After seeing the citizens of Dressrosa off in an orderly fashion, Smoker hurried over and reported loudly.
"Neighboring countries?"
"They're led by Elizabello II, king of the Prodence Kingdom."
"Elizabello II?"
Atlas rubbed her chin, searching her limited memories.
Wasn't he the one who could throw a King Punch? Supposedly, given enough time, he could knock down an Emperor of the Sea with one blow?
Of course, Atlas scoffed at that claim.
Even setting aside the extraordinarily long time he needed to charge it up,
in the world of Pirates, immense power usually required an equally strong body