Chapter 75 (1/2)
Grandline, Paradise, Gate of Justice
The fleet of 10 marine warsh.i.p.s had left marine headquarters nearly an hour after Sengoku had issued the command for their deployment with them now positioned at the gate of Justice that would bring them to the great current in the middle of the three gates from where they would travel to Impel Down.
Kizaru, being an admiral had the supreme command over the fleet though it didn't seem like he did anything to enforce his rules, behind his lazy visage a sharp and cruel mind resided, sometimes coming to the surface when he was hunting down pirates or criminals alike.
While he was standing there, looking lazy to the world, his sharp mind was formulating different ways to approach the coming battle. After all, he hadn't become an admiral for his battle prowess alone, though it played a big role. No. What was important also was his tactical ability and currently he was employing just that.
After having received all the information from the commander Shogi along with Sengoku, Aokiji and Akainu, Kizaru's mind had already begone going to work. At first glance the supression of the prisoners seemed easy enough but that was simply not true. The biggest problem he saw was that they could only use a limited amount of force to fullfill this task, him especially. Should he discard the fact that the prison was mostly underwater they would all die swiftly, should he deploy his devilfruit to the extreme. Thus he was thinking on how to go about this challenge.
But he still had some time to mull things over until they reached the prison and an idea had already begun forming in his head...
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Grandline, Paradise, Impel Down
As Azul and the rest of the strawhats were descending down to the sixth level Azuls instincts were screaming for him to go faster as some sort of premonition was gnawing at the back of his mind and he wasn't stupid enough to simply discard his instincts. Thus he smashed a hole into the elevator under suprised outcries, jumping down the hole which made his tempo that much greater.
With a crashing sound, Azul landed on the dark sixth level of Impel Down, splintering the earth beneath his crouched figure into all directions.
Dashing forwards while his haki covered the whole level, Azul was greeted with a lot of highlevel spirits, imprisoned behind thick bars made of seastone, warped and mad emotions rolling off of them, with a few slightly lighter spirits here and there.
Soon his haki come upon to signatures that were confined to a room seperate from the main population of the sixth level, with one squirming in agony while the other was glowing in happiness and malice, making Azuls eyes widen in dawning realisation as he recognized the hurting spirit, it being Robin and from the looks of it she was being tortured no less.