In a side hall of the palace, Nami prepared to disperse Dance Powder using the powers of her Weather Fruit. The other girls followed her lead in quiet coordination.
Across the room, King Cobra turned to Renaud, his expression sincere.
"Renaud, I truly thank you. Without your help, we would have stood no chance against Crocodile."
"I promised I'd help Vivi," Renaud replied with a wave of his hand, tone cool and indifferent.
King Cobra glanced toward his daughter, a mix of awkwardness and anxiety stirring in his heart.
He suspected their relationship had deepened… but surely not that far? Right?
Definitely not...
Just as the tension built, Renaud swiftly changed the subject to rescue Vivi from further questioning.
"But don't celebrate yet. The crisis in Alabasta isn't over."
"You mean the rebellion?" Cobra's face turned grim.
Though the mastermind Crocodile was dead, the fires of chaos had only spread further.
Across the country, hundreds of thousands of rebels had gathered. The situation teetered on the edge of civil war.