East Blue, Ida waters.
Aboard the Axe Pirates' ship, the pirates were throwing a feast.
Though they had no idea why their captain had suddenly announced a celebration, that hardly stopped them from partying.
As the booze went to their heads, the increasingly drunken crew whipped the festivities into a frenzy.
At the center of the feast stood the captain of the Axe Pirates, Kire Yasn.
His brawny frame was twice the size of the crewmen beside him.
Standing among his scrawny crew, he looked like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.
He raised a mug half the size of his head and drained it in one gulp.
Bang!
He slammed the mug onto the table.
"All right, you lot!!!!"
His rough, excited roar brought the festivities to a sudden hush.
Kire Yasn swept his gaze over the silent crew.
"Do you know why I called this feast?"
His cowed underlings shook their heads frantically.
Kire Yasn's lips spread into a grin.
"Because the moles I planted in the Marines have started moving."
"They'll poison the food at the Marine Base on Wind Chime Island."
"We'll reach Wind Chime Island before dark tomorrow."
"Then we'll slaughter the Marine Branch."
"Not only will we make a huge name for ourselves, every treasure on the island will be ours!"
"Hahahahaha!!!"
The Axe Pirates' crew went from shock to wild excitement.
"Yeah!!!!!"
"You're the best, boss!!!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"Kill them all!!"
"Follow the boss into battle!!!!"
"Hahahaha!"
Kire Yasn sneered at the frenzied crew, their eyes bloodshot.
"Tonight!"
"Eat and drink your damn fill!!!"
"Tomorrow!"
"Slaughter every last one of them!!!!"
"Hahahahaha!!!!"
A thunderous cheer erupted aboard the brightly lit pirate ship.
Time slowly passed, and at some point, the sky grew light.
They drew ever closer to Wind Chime Island...
East Blue, Wind Chime Island.