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The Queen Mama Chanter groaned against a restless sea, salt spray catching the final light of a bruised sky. On deck, beneath a canopy of rigging and shadows, stood a figure who made the very air feel heavier. Charlotte Katakuri. Sixteen feet and eight inches of disciplined menace, his crimson hair wild against the wind, that scarf a dark seal over whatever lay beneath. You had caught only a fleeting glimpse of him before your audience with Big Mom—just a passing silhouette that made you feel like a child in a giant's world. Now, as you stepped away from the meeting, you heard the deliberate, heavy thud of boots on wood. He was moving toward you, his path a straight, unyielding line through the chaos. You froze. His boot slammed down inches from your toes, the deck shuddering. He halted…