As the pirates began their desperate retreat toward the ships, Whitebeard stood alone against an army. He was the shield. He was the storm. He was the Great Pirate who had lived for nothing but the warmth of a family he never had as a child.
"You and I part ways here," the Moby Dick’s captain declared, a ghost of a smile touching his lips. "Everyone must survive! Return safely to the New World!" 481 : Ace Rescued! Whitebeard's Final Order!
Should I continue the story with or focus on Whitebeard’s final stand against the Marines? As the pirates began their desperate retreat toward
"Go, Ace! Go, Luffy!" Marco cried, grabbing Ace by the shoulder, his phoenix wings shimmering with blue flame. "Don't let his resolve go to waste!" He was the Great Pirate who had lived
He stood like a mountain of scarred flesh and sheer willpower, his massive naginata, Murakumogiri, planted in the cracked earth. Blood leaked from a hundred wounds, and his legendary coat hung heavy with the grime of war. He looked at his "sons" one last time.
"Pops? What are you saying?" Ace shouted, skidding to a halt. The fire in his hands flickered.
Behind him, the path to the future was open. In front of him, the end was waiting. He didn't flinch. He just took a deep breath, ready to show the world why he was the strongest man alive one last time.