Nami's battlefield.
"Pirate, I won't allow you to run wild on these seas." Vice Admiral Momonga held his sword as he looked at Nami before him, his face full of anger.
She had looked into Lott's Crew and knew that Nami's adoptive mother had died because of pirates, and that Nami's hometown had also been reduced to an abandoned village because of pirates.
He didn't understand why someone who had grown up in such an environment would still choose to become a pirate.
Nami poked her cheek with a finger of her right hand, looking very cute. "Oh dear, there are so many treasures in this world, all in the hands of pirates. I just can't bear it."
Hearing Nami's words, Momonga frowned, finding them rather laughable. "Don't you think that reason is a little ridiculous? Aren't you a pirate too? What makes you any different from them?"
Nami shook her head. "Have you ever seen an evil pirate this beautiful?"
Momonga tightened his grip on his sword. "It looks like we can't talk this out."
With that, he charged at Nami, sword in hand. A cold gleam flashed, and Nami was cut straight in two.
Large amounts of white cloud poured from the severed surfaces of the two halves, joining her body back together.
Nami was a little puzzled. Doesn't this Marine know Haki?
She turned into a dark cloud and appeared above Momonga.
"Comrade Marine, please watch out for thunderstorms."
With that, a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm dropped from the dark cloud, striking toward the top of Momonga's head.
Momonga naturally sensed it. He rolled away at once, and the lightning struck the spot where he had just stood.
It blasted straight through the ice, sending seawater splashing everywhere.
Momonga stood up and looked