-Momonga's flagship.
This operation... had been a success, he supposed. At least they had accomplished their main objectives.
Inside the captain's quarters of the warship, Momonga pressed his fingers against his temples.
As a Headquarters Vice Admiral, he was well acquainted with the intelligence on Satellite Shining. Or rather, he had at least read Admiral Kizaru's report.
The extreme-range attacks mentioned in that report had already been classified as a major threat.
But what the hell had happened today? Wasn't his physique supposed to be weak?
No... when Shining had taken Katakuri's attack head-on without dodging... he hadn't seemed to use Armament Haki. Wait, that wasn't right either. Had this Shichibukai ever used Armament Haki at all?!
Momonga recalled the points in Kizaru's report about the man doing everything possible to avoid close combat and never using Armament Haki.
Based on the combat records, his physique had been assessed as roughly equivalent to that of a Marine Headquarters lieutenant colonel.
"...Could it be an application of his Devil Fruit ability?"
-But was that how the Rumble-Rumble Fruit worked?!
Did that make any sense?
Momonga absently tapped his fountain pen against the report, leaving several spots of ink on the paper.
Looking at his half-written report, Momonga felt it still wasn't right. Irritated, he crumpled the sheet into a ball and tossed it into the brazier beside him.
Then there was that final attack. With that kind of range, destroying most of the surface installations would have been child's play.
And that speed, especially his "reaction speed."
"...This makes absolutely no sense."
Momonga felt he might need to ask Admiral Kizaru for guidance on exactly how to write this report.
-The deck.
Sephiroth and Jinbe were on the deck, looking as though they were on vacation.
They reclined in two large,