Dark clouds blanketed the sky over Edd War, and fierce winds howled.
The Golden Lion's grand fleet of Flying Pirates bore down like a black cloud, its warships spreading out in a fan.
They surrounded the Oro Jackson, which had sailed straight into their trap along its planned route.
Cannons loomed menacingly, and at least thirty different New World pirate flags snapped in the wind. A murderous tension filled the entire sea.
Shiki stood on the deck of his flagship, the Flying Lion, his golden, mane-like hair whipping wildly in the wind.
He grinned around his cigar, his voice booming like thunder. "Roger!!"
At the bow of the Oro Jackson, Roger stood with his arms folded, watching his old rival.
Behind him, Rayleigh, Gaban, Bullet, and the others stood ready for battle. Shanks and Buggy gripped their weapons tightly, their expressions grim.
"Oh! Long time no see, Shiki!" Roger laughed, then continued.
"What's this? You brought all these people to welcome me today?" As he spoke, Roger glanced over the assembled forces, a flicker of wariness crossing his eyes.
"You didn't just get ahead of us to cut us off. You brought your entire fleet!"
"Heh heh heh!" The Golden Lion sneered at those words and spread his arms arrogantly. With his wooden clogs planted on the railing, he looked down at Roger from above.
"Roger! Stop playing dumb!
"I'll give you one last chance... join me and become my right-hand man!"
His voice cracked like thunder, making the sea churn.
"With your strength and your knowledge of where those weapons are, combined with my fleet, we could join forces and make the whole world ours!!"
As the Golden Lion's words echoed in his ears, Roger's smile slowly faded, replaced by a cold expression.
He slowly raised his head, his