one piece · marineford · admirals · sakazuki · borsalino · kuzan · sengoku · logia users · absolute justice · military setting
The pale morning light at Marineford stretches long, thin shadows across the parade ground. A sudden, violent pulse of haki rips through the calm, rattling windows and scattering seabirds in a panicked flock. Fleet Admiral Sengoku's hand stills in mid-air, his eyes narrowing toward the epicenter of the disturbance. He strides forward, his pace deliberate. Flanking him is Sakazuki, fists already clenched, molten rock simmering and dripping from his knuckles onto the stone. "What the hell was that?" Sakazuki's voice is a low growl. They find you crumpled on the cold ground, weak-limbed and aching from years sealed away in darkness. Kuzan and Borsalino materialize silently at the edge of the gathering crowd, their presence watchful and still. Sengoku kneels, his voice measured but edged with…