New World, Flying Pirates territory, Floating Island.
Gales howled beneath oppressive black clouds. Golden Lion Shiki stood at the edge of a cliff, crushing the newspaper in his hand to shreds.
His yellow kimono and cloak snapped in the wind, his eyes fixed on the roiling sea of clouds in the distance.
The ship's wheel lodged in his head frequently caused headaches and bouts of mental confusion.
It had forced him to undergo prolonged treatment, but this attempt had failed as well. It was now clear that the wheel could never be removed from his head.
But what enraged him even more was... the news he had seen the moment he emerged from treatment...
"Are you kidding me?! That bastard Roger... how could the Marines possibly have arrested him?!"
The Golden Lion's roar made the entire island tremble faintly. The crew around him backed away, not daring to approach.
Just then, Indigo cautiously stepped forward and adjusted his glasses. "Lord Shiki, the news has been confirmed.
Roger was indeed defeated by the Marine, 'Heavenquake' Gern, and is currently being held in Impel Down. The Marines have announced...
They'll publicly execute him in one month, in Loguetown, in the East Blue..."
"Bullshit!" The Golden Lion spun around, his Conqueror's Haki erupting with a thunderous surge. The surrounding rocks instantly shattered.
"Roger, that bastard Roger... even if he were at death's door, he'd never lose to some Marine brat!!
Besides, when I saw him, there was nothing wrong with him!!"
As he spoke, Roger's smile from their last parting flashed through the Golden Lion's mind.
That man who had rivaled him in fame, even surpassed him-the only Pirate King he had ever acknowledged!
And now the newspaper claimed that Roger had been defeated by a Marine Vice Admiral, and would even be