Sengoku slowly released his baton, his sigh dispersing in the cold wind.
"Fleet Admiral, an urgent communication from Impel Down!"
A messenger scrambled to the foot of the Execution Platform, his voice filled with extreme terror.
Sengoku knitted his brows and drew his gaze away from the hundred thousand elite troops below.
"Why are you panicking? What happened?"
Sengoku barked.
"Kaido and Big Mom's fleets have crossed the security perimeter at the Red Line!"
The messenger knelt on the ground and delivered his report loudly.
"Those two lunatics actually chose this moment to join the fray!"
Sengoku spoke through gritted teeth.
Vice Admiral Tsuru climbed the steps and handed him a fresh stack of intelligence reports.
"Sengoku, it seems the thing you feared most has happened after all."
Vice Admiral Tsuru looked grave.
Akainu Sakazuki rose from his throne, thick smoke billowing from his body.
"Perfect timing. It saves us the trouble of searching for them in the New World. We'll deal with them all at once!"
His voice was icy.
Kuzan tugged at the brim of his cap and exhaled a breath of cold air.
"Sakazuki, you're too optimistic. That's two of the Four Emperors, plus Rocks's remnants."
He offered the reminder lazily.
Kizaru Borsalino held his teacup and slowly took a sip.
"How frightening. Marineford really is going to become hell now."
He sighed in a peculiar tone.
Sengoku rubbed his temples, his head feeling ready to split.
The original plan had only involved fighting the Whitebeard Pirates, against whom the Navy had been certain of victory.
But now, the situation had spiraled completely out of control.
With the two Emperors and the Old Era Remnants joining in, the Paramount War had expanded to an unprecedented scale, far beyond the Navy's original strategic expectations.
"Sengoku, we must readjust