In the archipelago showdown agreed upon by the Straw Hat Pirates and the Red Hair Pirates, Franky landed on island number seven, "Gear Island"-an industrial ruin strewn with abandoned factories and rusting machinery. His opponent was Howling Gab, one of the Red Hair Pirates' five earliest members, nearly eight meters tall and known as a "walking natural disaster." This was not a contest between technology and the primitive, but a clash between two philosophies of "strength": mechanical modification driven by human will against savage power rooted in an ancient bloodline.
"Gab-!!!"
The furious cry rang out from deep within Gear Island like the roar of an ancient beast, making the factories' rusty sheet-metal roofs hum and rust shower down.
Franky stood atop an abandoned smelting furnace. His left Mechanical Arm had already transformed into a triple-barreled cannon, while his right hand retained its human form, gripping a rusty shovel the size of a door that he had picked up on the island. His bare body-clad only in his trademark swim briefs-gleamed metallically under the gray daylight. The modifications to his chest and left arm were clearly visible, but more of him remained human flesh and blood.
"That's one SUPER voice!" Franky grinned, his blue pompadour unmoving in the wind-he had used half a can of hairspray. "But roaring alone won't cut it, big guy! Show the great Franky what an officer of the Red Hair Pirates can do!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Heavy footsteps sounded from deep within the factory ruins. Each step shook the ground, and rusting metal supports groaned beneath the strain. An enormous figure pushed aside a steel beam blocking his way and emerged from the drifting dust.
Howling Gab.
One of the Red Hair Pirates' five earliest members, with a bounty of 520 million Beli. He stood