The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
The room in the deepest part of Pangaea Castle.
Ancient patterns were carved into the massive stone walls. The light was dim, with only a few pale beams falling from high in the dome to illuminate the round table at the center of the room.
Five old men sat around the round table.
The Five Elders.
A Den Den Mushi sat before them.
Its receiver rested on the table, leaving the call on speaker.
"Confirmed. Marineford has sunk."
Tsuru's voice came through the Den Den Mushi.
"Marine Headquarters has disappeared from the map."
"Exact casualties are still being tallied, but our preliminary assessment is that Admiral Sakazuki..."
She paused.
"Was killed in action."
The air in the room froze for a moment.
Saint Saturn tapped a finger lightly against the table.
His voice was low and commanding.
"What about Garp?"
"What about Sengoku?"
Tsuru answered without hesitation.
"Vice Admiral Garp has comminuted fractures in his right fist and multiple contusions across his body, but he is currently conscious, and his life is not in danger."
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku is also alive."
"Admiral Kuzan and Admiral Kizaru are also alive."
"They were among the last to evacuate before Marineford sank."
Saint Saturn fell silent for a moment.
Then he spoke.
"That man."
"Who is he?"
His voice was quiet, but every word felt like a heavy weight pinned beneath a stone.
Tsuru did not answer immediately.
The Den Den Mushi fell silent for two seconds.
Then her voice came through again.
"There are no records."
"No identifying information. No history of bounties."
"According to Fleet Admiral Sengoku's account, his name is also unknown. The man called himself the Moon Demon."
"The abilities he displayed included manipulating attraction, repelling attacks with repulsive force, a Gravity Barrier, elemental