55 Playing dead works (1/2)

With a dull thud that travelled far enough to shake the trees on the far end of the island, the marine ships finally began their first volley of firing. Spandine stood at the stern of the ship a ship that took the lead within the stream of ships that moved toward the solitary island.

A serious look was present in his eyes as he stared at the patch of land where he felt that he had been humiliated. With a disgusted grimace he stared at the tear in his sleeve that was caused by a certain Olivia, for whom he held the highest of sadistic anger.

With a sigh he looked at the den den mushi in his hand and the implement that he had used to call the Buster call upon the soon to be extinguished island.

Sakazuki stood next to him grunting at the expression on his neighbors face as he prepared himself to slaughter, for justice, he repeated to himself, for it had only been recently that he had gotten to where he was and was not used to the justice justification. (A/N He isn't used to the implications of his absolute justice is all, he still wholeheartedly believes it.)

With a momentous grunt he suddenly jumped into the air and fired a shot of pure magma toward the nearby ship that housed the residents of the denounced island. ”All of you die! For Justice..” he said with a baritone and monotonous voice looking at the ship that had broken down at the middle.

Spandine looked genuinely mortified for what felt like a long time to him but was in fact only a few seconds, before he sneered at the wailing survivors. ”Hmpf trash!” he said with a vile chuckle before fixing his wrinkled suit.

With a sudden yelp he noticed a blob of black that still stood on the shore bawling, with a low roar he could do nothing but gesture towards her, hoping that his colleagues would pursue what he considered to be the last person who could read the age old poneglyphs.

”Chief the rudder is frozen!” someone replied to his unspoken order to pursue, before sitting back in their seats to observe the ensuing chaos.

The skies were died with a flagrant pink that mingled beautifully with the smoke of the fallen boats, the roar of the canons contrasted with the wail of the citizens on the island and the few survivors of the attacked evacuation boats.

Fires raged in the wake of the determined Sakazuki who ravaged the land with everyone of his attacks, loud bellows sounded from the sky as the smell of brimstone filled the air. Spandine felt the hair on his arms begin to singe as the clouds in the sky were suddenly penetrated by a volley of fist shaped magma bullets that plunged towards the land.

With a shrill shriek and the sound of the tearing of the air around them, the residents of the ship suddenly felt the world around them begin to vigorously shake, deafening thuds echoed outward as the world devolved into a steaming cratered wreck with the trees burning and the magma fires glaring pointedly at the world….

(Raigar)