"What's there to panic about?"
Lorne snorted and strode toward the harbor.
"Notify everyone to prepare for battle. Let's see which blind bastard dares to wreck my turf."
Confidence rang through Lorne's words.
The Marines quickly assembled and rushed toward the harbor defenses, weapons in hand.
But before they could set up their defenses, an earth-shattering crash erupted from the harbor.
Rumble-!!!
The Mammoth forced its way into the island's harbor. Without slowing at all, the massive warship crushed the wreckage of the pirate ships and the defensive structures moored there.
Countless wood splinters and chunks of stone shot into the sky, showering the surroundings like a rain of arrows.
Several medium-sized pirate ships that had been moored in the harbor shattered instantly under the Mammoth's impact, becoming debris floating on the sea.
Huge waves slammed against the shore, washing away some defensive structures before anyone could move them out of harm's way.
"Th-that's the Beasts Pirates' flag!"
A Marine made out the black pirate flag snapping in the wind and couldn't help crying out.
"That's the mammoth emblem! It's Jack the Drought, one of the All-Stars!"
Another Marine's voice was filled with despair.
"My God, what's a monster like him doing in the first half of the Grand Line?"
Unrest spread among the Marines. Faced with an All-Star of the Beasts Pirates whose name resounded throughout the New World, ordinary soldiers simply couldn't stay calm.
The enormous Mammoth slowly came to a stop, the huge mammoth figurehead on its bow looking savage and terrifying.
An enormous figure leaped from the bow and slammed heavily onto the beach.
Boom!
The beach shook violently, and dust billowed in all directions.
Jack the Drought stepped onto the island with a terrifying sense of pressure. His gigantic body resembled a demon god as