As Ginger fell to her demise, she felt completely humiliated. Of all things, her emotions had gotten over her. It was against everything she'd been programmed to act like as a Level 5 certified Zombie. As she fell, the other lower level zombies catapulted body upwards, each hoisting their Madonna from the same tragic fate but this was only in vain until none of the zombies remained to save her. An incoming aura approached from in the contents of the wall facing the spike pit, however, this zombie was much different than the others Siegfried noticed, he was wearing a suit. Not the fact that he'd been climbing through the wall, but his attire, Siegfried's odd since of entertainment caused him to laugh in intrigue, as he hung still from the ceiling's pillar. Emerging from the wall and shooting off, "Geppo!" Philip shouted, dashing from a secret compartment in the wall, towards the woman's position in a jet like motion. Catching the woman in his arms, he'd maintained his position in the air, retaining balance. Kicking on the air itself at alarmingly quick speeds, the man maneuvered through the falling meteor shower of zombie bodies. "You've failed as a certified creation... Your shadow is useful but it has it's quirks. No matter... The Brokers were pleased to learn information about the Young Titan who seems to have a vendetta against the Under World... His Devil Fruit abilities... are worrisome." Philip said, scolding Ginger in his S.O.S to her losing to the mask man. The truth was, the whole incident between Ginger and Adri, Alban and Kojoro and Siegfried's rampage were all being recorded by some visible, others hidden Camera Den Den and being live streamed to several private brokers on Baltigo.

"I'll have to reprogram you at a later date. For now, let's retreat to our actual base. It seems it was useful only letting the upper Zombies know that this base was only a cover for situations like this." Philip said to the woman, suspended in air from his Super Human Techniques. At this point, prior to the conversation between the two crew-mates, Siegfried shot steam from his nose, un-wedging his hands from the pillar, gliding to the floor Adri was on. In a few moments he'd travel to the otherside of the thirty meter chasm that separated the men, landing next to Adri. "Yo." Siegfried said grinning. As their prior conversation occurred, Siegfried would point to the Corporate Zombie, "Looks like we have a new player... This base is so intricately built too." Siegfried said. Climbing above the air the two men were placed on, Philip created a ten meter distance between the two, rotating in mid-air, to the further spectrum of the floor, maintaining space between the two in case any attacks occurred. Upon landing, Philip would turn towards the men, "Good Evening Gentlemen." Philip extended in his greeting. "It'd like to stay and play with you two further but I need to report to Kiretsu immediately. It seems while I was toying with you... another rat has snuck into Water 7." Philip stated. "As such! Ladies and Gentleman watching at home! This concludes the end of this clash. As you can see, these are the Titan's Men. In around one hour... This whole base will explode. The force of the explosion will wipe out everything for almost the block over. Meaning approximately... One Thousand and some change people will die. Of course, the report to the World Government will read, 'Titan Sets Off Explosives In Water 7.' and Kiretsu will then be ordered to capture you with marine assistance." Philip said. "Because that's the difference between your position and his... The Royal Warlord would never need to take you on directly anyway. Once Constantine returns... A Level 10 Zombie like himself will crush you throughly." Philip informed. Siegfried would listen to the man's monologue until the end, sighing at the whole situation. "BORING!" Siegfried exclaimed yawning. "Place mass murder on me... for killing innocents with an explosion. That's cute. Your Under World bastards are watching aren't they?" Siegfried said to himself rhetorically.

"This is a message to all the Brokers watching my little stepping stone contest. Kiretsu and you've been conducting some interesting business in Water 7. I learned all about it from the files on Tres Iron Lotus. What shocked me the most was that Junbei, the Yonko was sitting on such information and did nothing with it. And it's not only Kiretsu... Information on every Warlord's, Revolutionary and Brokers activity as of up to last year. It's a good read. Like I said... I'm not randomly attacking Kiretsu for fun. He's a present to one of my potential War Chiefs. Anyway... Right now... In my crew the attentions on me... but I won't be burdened the death of randoms. I'll rather turn the tables." Siegfried exclaimed. Leaning close enough for only Adri to hear, "You think you can find those explosives in this base with an hour?" Siegfried whispered. Meaning while, on the level above, the conflict between Alban and Kojoro commenced.

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Latching onto the middle of his scythes grip, Kojoro spun his weapon in a horizontal motion, lashing a curved pillar of wind towards Alban. The force of the air blade ripped down the walls of the control room, spanning outwards to Alban's position. "Hot Flash!" Alban shouted. Setting his blade a flame, Alban expands the fire into an circle, which grows until about ten meters. In one motion swing, using Luna, the heat created by his flames, collided by the high pressurised air, causing an explosion which launched both men into the hallway. Kojoro, unable to feel pain and Alban's armour absorbing the brunt of the hit, the two men stood in the thirty meter hallway, at the centre of it's contents. Sheathing his smaller blade at his waist, Alban drew his blade, Balmung. The two men's eyes didn't break from each other for even a second. "Kagutsuchi" Alban thought, Alban quickly swung his blade, creating a gust of hot air. The hot air turned into a flaming tornado that is 10 Meters in height and 5 Meters width, taking up a healthy fraction of the distance between the two warriors. Resting his scythe on his shoulder, Kojoro swung and returned his weapon in one swift motion, creating a cyclone of air which clashes with Alban's Tornado, spanning in the same measurements and speeds. The clash separated the men even further, positioning them exactly six meters from each other. Whistling, "You're pretty good doggie." Kojoro exclaimed, chuckling in a slowish manner afterwards. "Is this the level that Kiretsu's Crew has to offer? I had more fun hanging onto my life fighting the Yonko." Alban said. Raising his blade from it's position resting on the floor, setting his blade ablaze, Alban transmitted force through a swing, sending the blade outwards in an arc like fashion, creating a projectile shaped in a half crescent moon shape. The thickness of this arc is around 18 Meters, breaking the walls in the hallway as it traveled, it's force broke outside of the compound, riding against the floor, leaving the hallway in a wreck. "That's pretty fucking slow!" Kojoro shouted, as the flames were moments from consuming him. "Spirited Wind - Reckoning!" Kojoro shouted. Swinging his scythe with tremendous force as a counter motion, the man's 90 degree swing, creating a pocket of air which shot the man's beam of wind upward towards the ceiling, causing it collapse under the force of the combined attacks force.

With no delay, both men sprung inwards with a step, Kojoro slightly faster and stronger than Alban, but his skill in technique, made up for the difference. As his scythe's seastone blade edges clashed with the hardened Black Titanium of Alban's blade, the sound of the men's blades meeting each other shook the very air in the atmosphere around them. An error either side surely would've been met with a fatality. It was at this moment that Kojoro's steps became much faster than Alban's, overpowering the man with the frequency of his ever lethal scythe swipes, however, Alban's Full Body Armoured tanked the majority of the man's raw attempt to subdue the War Chief of the Dragon Fist Pirates with power. Alban forfeited control of the exchanges pace, allowing Kojoro to go wild in his strikes, even sustained blows that sent shockwaves through his armour, leaving severe bruising to his skin and damage to his organs. Breaking away from the conflict, Alban wedged his blade in the ground to maintain his stance. "Ha. What was that about Kiretsu's Quality now!? He's Our Lord because he knows how to build us all up nice and strong like!" Kojoro shouted. "My bodies a tool of mass destruction!" Kojoro shouted. "And once this is over... I'll go and cut up that shitty Captain of yours!" Kojoro shouted. Alban smirked slightly, his head that was resting towards the ground now stared the man in his eyes once again. Extending his hand outwards, the man taunted the zombie with a 'Come Over Here' hand gesture, ending it with the most condescending of grins.

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"Ah. Well sucks to be a citizen." Siegfried exclaimed. "If you can't find the bombs or defuse them, then those people will just have to die." Siegfried said. "Some secret agent you were... I can see why you dropped out." Siegfried said grinning. However, this was all rouse for what Siegfried had planned next. "My friend does make a very valid point... but your statement has verified one of the questions I wanted to know the answer to. Kiretsu's currently not on the island." Siegfried said. "And it also verifies my second question... If your willing to destroy this base so easily... then this isn't your main headquarters. Meaning... Adri's failed his first trial." Siegfried continued. "Ah. I think you guys are misunderstanding something." Philip chimed in. "Neither of you is leaving here in one piece. At the corner of this hallway is an army of about roughly seven thousand men... No matter what you say... You have no chance-" Philip's statement was interrupted by Siegfried firing off a basketball sized object toward's the man's arm ligament. It'd had happen so suddenly and with such speed that even though the zombie agent could've responded to it, by the time he looked to shun away, the orb had eaten through his arm, setting his body aflame, the woman's body plopped onto the ground. "Punishment Game. I'm going to give you thirty minutes to escape from here with the woman Adri. After thirty minutes... I'm going to incinerate this entire base." Siegfried said, glowing a bright orange colour from head to toe as steam trickled from his mouth. "Move and I'll shoot again." Siegfried said, pointing his index finger towards Philip's brain in a gun finger notion. "Oh. I started counting five minutes ago too." Siegfried said grinning. The next motion Siegfried did was activate his Haoshoku Haki, releasing a quick wave to render Ginger unconscious. Siegfried's Haoshoku moved at speed no one present could even understand, so to both Adri and Philip, they could only pick up that it was of Siegfried's doing but nothing more alluded to by the man's devious grin. "Oh. So Haoshoku Haki works on them... Intriguing." Siegfried thought.

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On the upper floor, Alban and Kojoro's fight was coming to an conclusion. "Just give up." Kojoro said, looking onto the tattered notorious White Wing, who was covered in bruises and bleeding from his mouth from Kojoro's relentless attacks. Resting his scythe on his shoulder, "I guess that bounty on your head means nothing. I won't blame you though... You have some good moves, it's just I don't get tired like you." Kojoro said chuckling. Lifting his scythe upwards at an diagonal angle, he'd raise the sickle backwards to the sky, in attempt to finish off the man with his next attack. The movement of the scythe was monitored by the man's eyes, and at the moment it was lifted two inches above it's wielder's shoulder, Alban's blade caught a fire and the Winged Man propelled forward, using a blast of wind created by his Wings. "Incinerate." Alban murmured. With that one swift motion, in what appeared to be a blur to Kojoro's eyes, the large man sliced his 9ft' body in half through his solar plexus, with enough force to cut a warship in half. Kojoro's upper-body stood suspended in mid-air momentarily, while his lower half, guts and all splattered onto the floor. The smell of charred dead flesh could've been smelt in the air, sheathing his blade, Alban smiled in content with his victory. "But I was dominating the whole... fight..." Kojoro uttered. "It's true that you were stronger and faster than me but those things alone don't make a victor." Alban said. "Fuck. I underestimated you since I had the upper hand." Kojoro said. Life still left in his arm, the man gripped his scythe, swinging one last desperation strike to take out Alban's legs. Using his Wings to push off the ground, the man drew his Balmung and stabbed the flaming blade through the man's skull once again. This time, releasing an arc of flames so vicious it set the entire third floor aflame, "Enfer pur" Alban stated. These flames spanned outwards for over sixty diameters, with Alban standing at the heart of the cores fire. As the White Flames engulfed the stone, rendering it charred and tattered, the off greyish scenery left all of the zombies on that floor charred. Kojoro's body cooked underneath the flames, and his shadow exited the zombie itself. "One of the reason I followed Siegfried was not because of his strength nor speed... It was his attitude towards life. If some people say live life by either going through it objectively or a 'black' or 'white' perspective, he'd be neither but both at the same time." Alban said, talking to himself amongst the flames. "I was just like you... I valued power and speed over everything. I cared nothing for armours or mission statements, I simply wanted to be the best with a blade." Alban continued, talking to the burning corpse. "Then I met him... and even though he possessed such overwhelming power when I asked him his purpose do you know what he said to me, 'I want to dance with all species.' At first... I thought he was nuts but then he explained what he meant. 'Life was like a ball he said. You go to dance with the finest ladies in the town. Imagine that, being in a room filled with beautiful women who don't want your money nor attention... just a dance but you can only dance with one. That's ludicrous.' he said." Alban recalled. " 'That's what this world is filled with... 'Good' or 'Evil'. That's so limiting. I can't kill someone whose wronged me... That's evil. If I save the weak and neglected, I'm good. What if those good people were actually terrible mothers, or fathers, or leaders... and you left them alive to ruin generations of people. What if that 'bad' man you killed out of selfishness was actually an amazing father or the only doctor in the world with the cure for a rare disease. That's why it's all bullshit. Pirates working for Marines... Revolutionaries trading in the Underworld... Our titles are just us dancing with the same girls at the ball. I want to sample every picture... each dance might actually show me a new world outside of that one little ball. A new perspective no one has ever known. Until I know the history of this world... Written a few pages of my own... and been the villain, and the hero more times than I can count on either hand... Then I'll just be someone with a title to. And that's what my crew's for. We'll write whatever titles we want when we wake up on that day and decide to write. Because that's how world changing history is written, it's never caught up in the now or then, it's about the unexplainable, I want to shape the future.' " Alabn concluded. "A Pirate spewing such weird reasoning... made me want to fly under his flag. I want to 'dance with every girl at the ball' and see what he sees. Where will his unique taste lead me every day. To an enemy I squash in moments... or a fight that displays my hardened will from being in countless saga's bloodshed." Alban concluded. "I want to know." Alban said, taking flight towards the staircase. "No one whose force to follow will ever defeat me. I follow for the future." Alban concluded, exiting to the lower levels via the staircase in flight.

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As Alban made it to the second floor of the base, he'd looked through the manor's window to see the masked man B-Lining it towards the gate's entrance. Jumping through the window, Alban would try to keep rhyme with the masked man's strides but he'd falter behind, curious as to why he was retreating like this, Alban followed the man until they were almost segment of a mile away. "Calm down." Alban exclaimed, finally catching up. "What in the world is going on?" Alban inquired. Meanwhile in the base, the remainder of Kiretsu's Zombie Army drew closer. Encasing himself in a ball of heat, the man's orange tint changed to a violent volcanic red, the small dome was about ten meters wide in every direction at first, and encased in the sweltering heat, Siegfried's body was completely at home, though, the man's breathing had become heavy enough for the Cipher Pol Agent to hear his breathing. "We might've just attracted the Devil himself to Water 7." Philip said. As Philip contemplated an escape route, none of which came into mind or sight, he was frozen in immense fear at the sight before him. As the dome expanded, literally even the floor it touched was now incinerated beyond levels of 'burn' or 'charred', it was as if the very floor itself was gone and it's only proof was a black stain on the outer rim of Siegfried's growing dome, which left ash in it's wake. The dome tripled in size, taking out half the floor, then grew again in moments, taking out the whole floor, and grew until a giant ball of heat encased the entire base. The bombs placed on the compound didn't even had time to detonated under the degrees of the heat, it was a mere microscopic pop in retrospect. Everything for the next block of Water 7 gone, and in return, the only thing that was left was a three hundred and fifty meter whole that dug into the very tectonic plates of Water 7, shaking the whole island from large volumes of water that was now gushing into the trenches of where the housing areas used to be. Except as the water funnelled in from the sea, the 10,000 Degree heated dome instantly evaporated any form of liquid in sight, filling all of Water 7 with a coat of steam, surging throughout the city.

Hours later, on the lone street of the steamed filled stretch towards Galley-La, Siegfried emerged walking gingerly towards the HQ. On the outside of the estate, Alban stood awaiting his Captain's Return. "You sure do know how to make a spectacle." Alban said. "Kishi Kishi... I just got pissed off to be honest. I feel much better now." Siegfried responded. "I thought you'd want to know... Aside from Kiretsu's men about 1,000 Citizens died when you went all ape shit. Coupled hundred are suffering from severe burns and others are just mentally traumatised... The people of Water 7 are more scared of you than Kiretsu at this point. I guess we've cleared Stage 1." Alban stated. "One Thousand... I thought they'd be more than that. I'll add them all into my fasting regimen." Siegfried said. "How do you feel now seeing his 'Zombie' Army... They're pretty tough. The information on Iron Lotus was correct, the world governments turning a blind eye here." Alban said. Walking towards Alban at the entrance of Galley-La, "It's only just begun. Collecting the War Cheif's are the most important thing at this point." Siegfried said. "Aye. You should talk to Adri... He didn't look like a happy camper. And you told him that he failed his trail... I think this all worked out for the best. We even have a hostage to fill us in more on his Operations Works." Alban inquired with a puzzled look. "Oh. I lied. He's doing great... He actually has passed three trials. Four more and he'll either hate me or be our most valuable War Chief yet." Siegfried concluded. "I need someone like him and Griffen to keep me in check." Siegfried concluded. "But the fun's just begun." Siegfried said chuckling. "Kishi Kishi..."

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