135 The war shifts. (1/2)

The sea was aflame. Torrents of magma shot out of the ship side, downing hordes of ships one after the other amidst the screams of their crew members.

As if Big Mom had not been enough, the beast pirates too streamed towards them, clashing against both the pirates and the marines chaotically. All it had taken was a roar from their supreme commander, and the entire armada had come upon them.

Where screams of pain rose from one side, hoots appeared off the other. Marines ran across the deck, the superiors ordered around their inferiors and the chaos of the seas roared across their single small deck.

Kuzan had gotten off his patch of floor, and though he did not show it there was a smidgeon of stress on his otherwise stretched taut face. His hands splayed out in front of him, jets of ice streaming out of them as he dealt with the ships that approached.

Borsolino however, seemed to be as still as he had been when he had received his orders. He sat upon the observer's deck as he oversaw the situation, not once making a move. He would preserve his strength as he waited for the entire cluster fuck that was this conflict to fade over.

Strict orders shot out of his mouth at times, easily tearing through the noisy din on deck.

”Sakazuki~ take over and let the cannons cool down a bit, we can't be having them start malfunctioning over the course of the long and drawn out battle.

Kuzan, stop pelting the other side with hail, give yourself a break. ” He called out, motioning for more men to move towards the magma man's side. While both Vice Admirals were blazing through the opposition, Sakazuki was still overly pressured by the sweet commander that had decided to attack his front.

”Ya sparkly bastard! Get your ass out here and help!” Sakazuki yelled, quite uncharacteristically. He was one to pride himself on his position and accorded others the respect that their cloak offered them. He was the perfect soldier, much like Borsolino in that regard, he would never question the orders of a superior and would never tolerate insubordination, thus for him to be forced to resort to vulgarities was a rarity for anyone on board.

”Oh~~~? But I have to work here~” Borsolino replied cheekily. Of the three of the Vice Admirals on board he was the most at ease. He was the fastest of the trio, and though neither the bushy haired man nor the cap wearing soldier would admit it he was the strongest of them. It couldn't be helped his devil fruit gave him an insane advantage.

His cheekiness wouldn't last however, for in the small period it took for the cannons to reload, the massive fleet of ships had neared. Katakuri, king, Cracker and Queen fought ferociously not budging from the place that they had occupied on the battle field. A single all star and a single sweet commander were enough to make the Vice Admirals sweat.

After each volley the Encirclement drew closer, each volley brought down more ships but put more pressure on the guardians of each flank. Sakazuki had already partially transformed into his elemental form, rabidly punching out as fast as he could.

Kuzan was no better, both his arms were raised as he trudged forward each step freezing a whole ship in its wake. From the base of his foot a trail of frost shot forward, climbing down the side of the ship and freezing the water before it continuously. The wrathful waves were stuck mid swing.

Still the other side advanced, the larger ships had a strong hull with each second the ice broke before reforming under the orders of the panting Vice Admiral.

Slowly Borsolino ceased to smile, if he stayed where he was he would be unable to dispense his duty aptly.

”Rear Admiral Strawberry, take charge of overseeing the ships condition.” He called out as he made his move, within seconds the Rear Admiral he had ordered stood at the helm shouting orders the way that Borsolino had been, though it was definitely more frequent.

Borsolino on the other hand stood next to Sakazuki.

”New Orders Sakazuki~ I'm relieving you of your spot go wreck havoc on the other side instead.~” The Vice Admiral ordered, a barely concealed smirk on his face as he saw his fellow marine stiffen at the flippant tone. Nonetheless with a nod Sakazuki was gone.

With swift steps he ran across the sky, his moon walk something that he was especially proud of. His direct assault was covered by beams of light that had suddenly appeared in the cloudy sky. Area of effect wise, no one could beat Borsolino.

With a deep boom he landed on the first ship that he saw, his feet already blazing by the time it touched the shrieking wood. This was what he was an expert in, pure unmitigated destruction.

”[Flare]” he said simply as he waved his hands outward, a line of pure magma flowing off his hands splitting the ship in half. As the vassal began to sink he could not help but smile, none of the members of the crew on the ship could even near him for fear of being burned by the intense heat. So they chose the next best option, jumping head first into the sea. Where they landed there they drowned for regardless of how they jumped they would always be impaled by a mini spear of light.

With a soft exhale Sakazuki hefted a moderately sized burning wad of charcoal (for the wood around had already been burned beyond the conventional definition of wood) and with a small heave he threw it forward.

A flaming spear of sorts.