"Rumble!"
Thunder roared across the sky, and lightning flashed ceaselessly. Fierce winds howled overhead, sending ripples across the sea.
Two vast fleets, like clusters of black dots, slowly drew closer.
A stern, heavy atmosphere hung over the entire sea, stilling even the churning waters, as though they dared not challenge the might of either side.
"Brothers, stay sharp!"
"We're facing the Kaido Pirates! Get fired up!"
"Let's win this coming war!"
Throughout the Whitebeard Pirates, the officers roared, their expressions fierce and terrifying.
Facing a powerful enemy, their adrenaline surged involuntarily, pumping many of them into a frenzy.
"They've given us plenty of reasons to be angry lately!"
"Today, Kaido has finally come!"
"Right here, right now, we'll take him down! This is our best chance!"
Their deafening roars even drowned out the thunder overhead.
The pirates' eyes gleamed, and their breathing grew heavier. They tightened their grips on their weapons, their faces filling with anger, hatred, and excitement.
Indeed, they had fought the enemy many times recently. Ever since Whitebeard's departure, the crew had been caught in endless wars, never enjoying another peaceful day.
Yet neither their forces nor their territory had diminished. Under their new captain's leadership, they had instead held their own against two other crews of the Four Emperors.
That meant they still had the strength to fight the Four Emperors.
Fear and terror were out of the question!
"Roar!"
"Take them down!!"
"Kill Kaido!"
Shouts soon rang out. On every warship, every division rallied its men, firing them up before battle.
Morale was a crucial factor in deciding the outcome of a war.
"Looks like everyone's spirits are running high!"
Hearing the thunderous voices, Marco smiled.
"We're the Whitebeard Pirates, Marco!"
"Why would we fear someone like Kaido?"
Ace laughed.
He slowly raised his head