The light faded.
Shane plunged straight toward the ground. Garp's attack unleashed a terrifying impact, blasting a huge hole in the port.
It was deep and lightless, its bottom nowhere in sight.
He stood outside the hole, which Dragon had filled after transforming into a tornado.
He breathed the air beneath the sea.
The Marines beside Garp were already shouting wildly, celebrating another victory for justice.
But behind the Marines, the Fish-Men held their children, their eyes brimming with tears.
"Why?"
Garp voiced his question.
His own son had left the Marines to save someone whose crimes were unforgivable.
Fish-Man Island, which he had saved with his own hands, had ended up like this again.
Was the sea upside down?
Or was that great mountain above the sea the thing that ought to sink to the seabed?
Garp looked up. The Black Pearl had vanished without a trace.
Yet a dark shadow filled the waters-the silhouette of the Red Line.
It had been decades.
Garp had never reconciled himself with the justice of his true self, deep within his heart.
The man who constantly said hesitation meant defeat had hesitated.
Roar!
The wind howled like a dragon.
Dragon flew out of the hole with Shane in his arms.
That man's laughter shook everyone's hearts once more.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Kong! Garp!"
"Would you like to share this pain?"
As Shane repelled himself and Dragon away,
he sent the blood-red pain back as well.
"That move again! Run!"
The Marines scattered.
Wrapped in air, Shane and Dragon flew straight toward the sky above Fish-Man Island, passing through its coating.
Dragon used the wind to tear open a wind tunnel.
The Paw-Paw Fruit's power enveloped them both and propelled them toward the sea's surface.
Their trajectory followed the trail left by the Bolo Breath