"Hey, hey... is this for real?" Diamante's eyes widened in disbelief as he scanned the battlefield.
"Are the four top combat powers of Marine Headquarters... all on this island?"
There was no mistaking them—Garp, Sengoku, Zephyr, and Tsuru.
Each one a pillar of justice. Each one a living legend.
They weren't just powerful—they were the face of the Marines.
Diamante had expected that the Marines would send a few elite units to secure the Op-Op Fruit.
But four of the strongest figures in the world?
That was madness.
"It seems staying behind was the right decision after all," Torrepol grinned, eyes gleaming with excitement as he looked across the battlefield.
"To witness, with our own eyes, a battle between five titans who stand at the top of the world—what a rare feast for the eyes!"
Indeed, neither Torrepol nor Diamante were among the top tier of the world's fighters.
But now, standing on the sidelines, they were about to witness a battle that could shape the next era.
Ayr, Garp, Zephyr, Sengoku, and Crane.
Five names. Five monsters.
Each one stood at the summit of combat power.
To see them gathered in a single battlefield?
Even the World Government rarely saw this kind of lineup.
Naturally, excitement coursed through their veins.
"I didn't think Ayr would be so important to the Marines," Pica said with a rough edge to his voice.
"And yet... they actually sent all four of their top forces after him."
Doflamingo, arms crossed and hidden behind a crumbling structure, let out a quiet chuckle.
"For a man like Ayr, sending four top-tier fighters is the bare minimum."
Doflamingo had seen Ayr before.
Years ago, in Loguetown, when the Pirate King Gol D. Roger was executed.
Not only had he witnessed Roger's end—he had also seen the clash between Ayr, Roger, Rayleigh, and Jabba.
That battle had shattered the skies and warped the sea.
Ayr's strength had been enough to pressure the entire Roger Pirates, one of the most powerful crews in history.
From that day forward, Doflamingo knew:
Ayr was not a man—he was a calamity in human form.
"Whatever happens in this battle... it's a win for us, Dover," Torrepol said with a sly smile.
If Ayr falls, the strongest man in the world dies.
The balance of power would shift, and Doflamingo could rise higher—maybe even chase the title of Pirate King.
And if Ayr wins? That meant all four Marine legends would fall.
The world would be thrown into chaos.
And chaos... was Doflamingo's favorite game board.
"No matter who wins today, it's good news for us," Torrepol continued.
"If the Marines lose, the world loses stability.
If Ayr loses, we lose a tyrant. Either way, we gain something."
Doflamingo smirked, his glasses glinting in the light.
"Let's wait and see... what the end of this era looks like."
Back on the battlefield, the five titans stood motionless.
Ayr, staring calmly at the four Marine legends.
Garp, Sengoku, Zephyr, and Crane, forming a line—no words, only resolve.
And still, Ayr showed no fear.
Only a burning fighting spirit flickering in his eyes.
"Go together!!!"
Garp's roar echoed across the island, fists clenched with raw fury.
There was no turning back.
They were prepared—body, mind, and soul.
Prepared to give everything. To go all out.
To die, if need be.
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