The Marine fleet advanced toward Bali Island through its surrounding waters, the ships plowing white wakes across the sea as the island drew closer.
Up in the lookout platform on the flagship's mast, a Marine lookout held his telescope aloft. When he made out the outline of the distant island,
he abruptly lowered his head and shouted hoarsely at the Fleet Admiral and Admiral on deck with all his strength, "Report! The target island is visible on the horizon!"
At this, a little of the authority befitting a Fleet Admiral rekindled in Sengoku's weary eyes. He had been silent all this time.
He drew a deep breath and gave his order. "Pass the word! All forces to level-one battle readiness! Prepare to execute the Buster Call!"
The order was swiftly relayed down through the ranks via Den Den Mushi.
Soon, the entire fleet was ready for battle.
Amid the creaking of winches, pitch-black seastone cannonballs were loaded into the barrels of the menacing broadside cannons.
With crisp clicks, the flintlocks were also loaded with Seastone Bullets capable of piercing the flesh of Devil Fruit Users.
The Marine officers with some strength to their names rubbed their hands in anticipation, their eyes gleaming with fervor for justice, ready to wash away the Marines' humiliation from yesterday.
On deck, Sengoku solemnly removed his seagull cap and gently stroked its lifelike seagull ornament, as though bidding a final farewell.
He turned to Kizaru, who was still fishing leisurely beside him. "Borsalino, after this battle, I'm retiring and going home.
"Then those bastards in the World Government can pick a new Fleet Admiral."
He knew Kizaru's personality well. The man had not the slightest interest in power.
Kizaru reeled in his hook and brought his completely empty fish bucket to his side, replying in