The tension in the air was palpable as the G8 base received updates on the brewing storm between two of the Four Emperors. Kaido of the Beasts and Big Mom, Charlotte Linlin, were on the verge of an all-out war.
Satoru, the Admiral known as White Dragon, sifted through the intelligence his subordinates provided. The battle had yet to officially begin, but with the major players from both sides—Kaido's Three Calamities and Big Mom's Sweet Commanders—already mobilized, it was only a matter of time before chaos erupted.
Klor, one of Satoru's trusted lieutenants, proposed an ambitious idea.
"Sir, should we take advantage of their clash and wipe out both factions? We could cripple two of the Four Emperors in one move."
Satoru turned to him, his expression unreadable beneath his sunglasses.
"Do you even hear yourself, Klor?" His tone was sharp but calm. "Even if they were to destroy each other, do you think we have the strength to clean up the aftermath? You're underestimating them."
Klor looked down, chastised. Satoru continued, "The Four Emperors aren't just names. Their forces are vast, their strength unparalleled. Even if they're weakened, the Navy would need its full might to take them down."
News arrived that Kaido and Big Mom were converging on Wheat Island for their confrontation. Satoru issued immediate orders.
"Prepare the base. Everyone stays on high alert. We'll monitor the situation closely. If any pirates dare to capitalize on the chaos, we'll deal with them swiftly."
Turning to Klor, he added, "I'll head to Wheat Island first. If you encounter resistance or need backup, contact me immediately."
In mere moments, Satoru's mastery of speed brought him to the heart of the conflict—a ship belonging to the Hundred Beast Pirates, captained by his former foe, Ember, one of Kaido's top lieutenants.
Ember immediately felt Satoru's overwhelming presence as he landed on the ship. His body tensed, memories of his humiliating defeat flashing in his mind.
"You again," Ember muttered, his voice low and cautious.
Satoru greeted him with an easy smile.
"Relax, old friend. I'm just here to watch the show. Kaido and Big Mom duking it out—it's not something I want to miss."
The other ships in the area noticed Satoru's arrival, and the mood turned grim.
"That's Admiral White Dragon!" exclaimed Queen, another of Kaido's Calamities.
"The one Kaido warned us not to provoke?" asked Jack, his brutish confidence faltering.
Similarly, the Big Mom Pirates observed the scene with apprehension.
"Why is the Navy here?" Perospero asked, his voice tinged with suspicion.
"Is this a trap? Did the Hundred Beast Pirates form an alliance with the Navy?" speculated Oven.
Katakuri, the calm and analytical Sweet Commander, dismissed their concerns.
"Look closely at Ember's body language. That admiral isn't an ally—he's here on his own terms, likely to observe the battle between our captains."
Ember's voice cut through the tension.
"You're not welcome here, Navy."
Satoru shrugged.
"Come now, don't be so hostile. I'm just curious to see which of your captains is stronger—Kaido or Big Mom?"
Before Ember could respond, a deep voice came from behind Satoru.
"There's no doubt," said Katakuri, stepping onto the ship with a calm confidence. "Our mama is the stronger of the two."
The stage was set. The clash between two of the most powerful forces on the seas was imminent, and Satoru stood at the center of it all, a wildcard in a conflict that could reshape the balance of the New World.