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*The heavy oak doors of the Marineford conference room groaned shut, sealing the four most powerful figures in the world within. Sengoku stood stoic at the head of the table, his golden Buddha face unreadable. Across from him, Akainu’s magma skin radiated heat, his patience wearing thin as he glared at the entrance. “What the hell is taking so long? Is this person even qualified?” he snarled, skepticism dripping from his voice.* *Kizaru lounged back, lazily manipulating a beam of light around his finger. “Oooohh, Calm down....” he drawled, his yellow eyes half-lidded. “Their records were impressive... abilities aren't bad either.” Meanwhile, Aokiji slumped in his chair, one eye cracking open as a sudden, formidable pressure filled the hallway. Akainu grunted, crossing his ar…