"Linlin!"
"You have quite refined tastes, playing with Zunesha!"
Electro appeared around Shane.
There was a hint of wickedness in his voice when he spoke.
Air Doors appeared around him, instinctively placing themselves at his command.
It was as though heaven and earth were answering Shane's call.
"You were behind this!"
Linlin understood. Zunesha must have attacked him because of Shane.
"Hey, what proof do you have? Even if I'm an Emperor of the Sea and the World-Destroying Tyrant, you can't just slander me!"
Shane found it troubling that the powerful fighters of this era mostly fought with blades.
Instead, it was the Marines' Admiral-level combatants who liked using their fists.
This had to do with their circumstances and positions.
The Marines had to capture many pirates, and more often locked them up in Impel Down or the various Marine Branches.
They paid with their lives to imprison many powerful pirates; executions would only speed up the turnover of pirates.
Pirates, meanwhile, lived on a knife's edge, liable to lose their lives at the slightest lapse.
So one side used fists, while the other relied on blades.
This also made pirates difficult to eradicate, their struggles against one another waxing and waning.
But however many pirates there were, they merely fought on their own, so naturally they remained under control.
"Cut the crap! I've wanted to cut you down for ages!"
Linlin charged with her blade raised. In her fury, she unleashed her full strength, nearly dragging Zunesha's trunk along with her.
That slash became a streak of light, heading straight for Shane!
At the bow of the Black Pearl.
The instant Shane stepped through the Air Door.
His fist appeared before Linlin's eyes.
Lightning roared, and violet Haki billowed like clouds.
The Big Mom Pirates' crew were on tenterhooks.