Two weeks later, in the New World, on the coast of Hawkem Island, at night.
Gern stood on the beach, watching the pirate ship flying a spade emblem on the sea nearby. He absently rubbed his chin, a hint of wonder in his voice.
"Well, well! Who would've thought? I never imagined someone would corner me in the New World one day! Haha, this is a new feeling."
Clearly, they had recognized his distinctive private ship despite its lack of a Marine flag and deliberately chased after him.
"Hmph. Just another stray dog." Enel sneered disdainfully and stepped forward to stand beside Gern.
Looking at the pirate ship out at sea, which he considered utterly helpless against him, he casually tapped one of the Tomoe Drums on his back with his Golden Staff.
Bzzzt-crackle!
Blinding lightning flashed, and an enormous Thunder Beast formed from raging electricity instantly materialized, roaring with a sizzling crackle!
After all these years of growth, constant training at G-10, and beatings,
Enel's strength was worlds apart from what it had once been. At full power, he stood firmly at the Admiral Candidate level.
So, as far as he was concerned, this so-called "Supernova" pirate crew
really was no different from a stray dog by the roadside. A single Thunder Beast would finish them off.
But just as the Thunder Beast was about to pounce, Gern suddenly raised a hand and pointed at the black-haired young man on the bow of the Spade Pirates' ship, wearing an Orange Cowboy Hat, flames already beginning to engulf his body.
"Enel, do you know who that kid is?"
"Who else could he be?" Enel paused, his Golden Staff stopping in midair. The Thunder Beast also froze for the moment, and he curled his lip.
"Didn't I just say it? Just