Dragon was seventeen that year.
He was young and passionate.
He had followed Garp, Sengoku, and Zephyr since childhood.
He had trained in Rokushiki and the Six Powers, and awakened his Haki.
At a young age, he had become a powerful Haki user among the sea's younger generation.
If Kaido was the outstanding Haki user among the pirates of their generation, then Dragon was certainly his counterpart in the Marines.
Now there was an even younger Shane.
Yet every time he met Shane, he could not suppress that heartbeat that yearned for the sea.
"Get lost!"
Dragon gritted his teeth. Was he going to leave?
His father, Garp, was a Marine hero. Who knew how many people would join the Marines to protect this world filled with evil?
What would happen if he, Garp's son, left the Marines?
Would he keep hesitating?
Or risk it all!
The wind would blow a pirate flag impartially, just as it would fill a merchant ship's sails.
The flag at Marine Headquarters would flutter in the wind, too.
Perhaps.
One day, he would have to leave.
But not now.
"Get lost!!"
Dragon made up his mind. He would have to build up his strength, but he still needed the right opportunity.
There would be like-minded people in the Marines, just as there were in this world.
He would go see the sea, then question the world once he had gathered enough powerful people.
"Dragon, even the wind can't drown out your heartbeat."
Shane dropped onto the wooden ship's deck.
He lay spread-eagled on the ground, laughing happily.
He was finally free!
He had his own ship. It looked rather crude, but at least it was a home.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dragon did not want to see Shane anymore.
A tremendous hurricane swept over the