Middle Task I:

"Where I grew up... There were no gods... or rules. It was survival of the fittest." Siegfried thought as he meditated. "When my mother died... That put alot into perspective for me. Good people die... No matter how clean cut you lived you're life... In the end... They'll still bad talk you in your grave." his thoughts continued. "That's why I swore the day of her funeral... as all of those people spread rumours about my father and twin brother... It'd burn this world. Just like that Dragon told me to in my dream that day." Siegfried continued. "Because whether you're an angel or a demon... Humans will still fear you equally." Siegfried concluded, opening his eyes from his meditative state. It'd been three days since the incident of Galley-La flooding, Siegfried had been held up in a warehouse, regaining his stamina and recapping the series of events that had taken place in Galley-La, which led him to this 'war' with Kiretsu. Turning to his right, his back laid pressed against a large container holding wood, metals and various other construction materials for ship sculpting. Resting next to him was one of his generals, separated by about ten inches, Alban, the man feared on the seas as White Wing.

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"HEYO EVERYBODY!" Ginger exclaimed with her usual vigour. "It's time for the daily Water 7 News!" Ginger smiled, looking into the transponder's camera lens receiver. Ginger was sitting behind her usual broadcaster desk, at the front, a sign reading, 'Ginger's Daily News', themed in a Halloween type scheme, held Ginger's name centrefold to the masses eye. "Over the last few days... We've had countless acts of terrorism on Water 7..." Ginger said, tearing up in her eyes. "First it was my hotel... and hidden from the public due to National Security reasons... A few days prior we even had an attack on our port... Now... as citizens caught up in the flooding on Galley-La Dock would report... we've finally found the culprit of this all. Pollux E. Siegfried... The ruthless murderer whose known for burning humans alive... has now set his sights on Water 7!" Ginger shouted, slamming her folded fists against the broadcaster table dramatically. "We shall not stand for these acts... and it seems that the local Galley-La workers have been taken as his hostage. That is why as of today... Galley La is under Lock Down conditions for Abominations and Normies alike. However for the Abomination... We've came up with a special treat for you. Turn in any information you know about Siegfried and the Dragon Fist Pirates... and if it's useful... all of you're prior crimes will be acquitted, and you'll be able to become normal again. Isn't that wonderful!?" Ginger announced spinning around in her broadcaster chair.

As the broadcast concluded, Ginger was automatically summoned to a meeting, in the same building that the daily transponder shows take place, Kiretsu's main Head Quarters, a giant abandoned warehouse fashioned into a mansion by the name of 'Netherland.' Entering into the council room, a long mahogany table where they'd frequently discussed issues in Water 7 was plastered with Kiretsu's highest ranking warriors. "Well this is cluster fuck you've allowed to happen out of no where... Ginger." Kojoro chimed in. "ME!? Don't you put this on me Kojo... Ganji was suppose to be handling weekly patrols this week. I'm already busy with the news broadcasts." Ginger said, infuriated at Kojoro's insinuation, puffing out her cheeks. Dressed in his Goth, Punk Rocker Attire, Kojoro leaned back into his chair, spreading his long cut, black laced boots onto the tables clean surface. "I'm sure... I don't need to tell you that Kiretsu is far too busy to return on island to handle this..." Constantine reported, via a transponder screen that stood at the helm of the table. On it was the an recognisable face of a man who went by the name of Constantine and was one of Kiretsu's most trusted men. "We're currently handling business elsewhere... Clean up that mess before we get back from our voyage." Constantine ordered. Raising his middle finger towards the screen, "Who died and made you God? Look. He took out Ganji. So what. Ganji was the weakest among us all. We've all been blessed with High Level Bodies. The parts of the greatest genetical find are literally our at fingertips. Let me and sweet cheeks take a couple of the boys... and wrap this up." Kojoro retorted. "And what if he uses our 'weakness' against us?" Constantine stated. "Relax. We've re-watched the footage on Kuro's Film... Ain't no reports of them talking about nothing like that... I can read lips. Kuro can shoot from 2KM away... They didn't even know we we're watching the whole thing. However, White Wing is with him now. It's best to kill him before anymore of his crew assembles here." Kojoro theorised. "Hmm... be careful. Take as many men as you need... Destroy Galley-La if necessary." Constantine concluded cutting out the connection. "Aye Aye Vice Captain." Kojoro said grinning.

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"You've finally awoken, Siegfried?" Alban inquired. Stretching, "Mhm... My fasting is over... I need some food now!" Siegfried exclaimed. Smiling, "After every conflict where innocents die... you always fast. Is that you're religion?" Alban inquired. "It's only because I need my energy that I didn't fast for about a month... I'm behind in my tributes. Kishi Kishi... I wouldn't call it a religion really... It's just a way of paying respects for my sins in this world." Siegfried concluded. "Fasting won't bring back the dead." Alban said coldly. "Ha! True!" Siegfried exclaimed laughing. "I remember every face I see before life fades out of their eyes. The moment they die... I inherit their will. If I eat something good... I do it for them too. Or something like that. It's not really logical... It's more of a spiritual thing." Siegfried stated. "You're a weird one." Alban retorted. "Where's the new guy?" Siegfried inquired. "He's off doing what you told him to do before getting all spiritual guru on us." Alban retorted. "Ah! Finding out where Kiretsu's base of operations is. I hope he doesn't' get caught." Siegfried exclaimed. "He seems capable. About that... You do know what the Cipher Pol is right?" Alban inquired. Sticking out his tongue, "Of Course I do. My bounty's way to in the ceiling to not know who they are... but playing ignorance is an art in warfare my dear Alban. It's also about striking first... speaking of which... Have our men arrived?" Siegfried asked. "Mhm... the Sea Train made escaping from Lotus easier for our squads." Alban stated. "Good. Let the show commence!" Siegfried said grinning.

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Getting up from his seated position, most of his body had fallen 'asleep' from the stagnant pose he was in for almost several days. "Get me the Den Den." Siegfried commanded. Alban walked over to a nearby desk in the container they'd been in over the last few weeks. Dialling the snail phone number he'd received from Adri, he'd had Alban run the Den Den Mushi through a Black Den Den Mushi just as precaution, he hadn't fully trusted Adri as yet but valued his position in the World as someone who'd entertained him, case and point, being useful. Clank! The Mushi connected, "OI! DID YOU FIND THE BASE YET!?" Siegfried shouted enthusiastically. If Adri had put the receiver close enough to his ear, it'd only stun his hearing momentarily. "Listen closely Adri. I've managed to rally my gun squad via the Sea Train... They've been laying low on Occulto since the incident on Tres Iron Lotus. I need you to take them to Kiretsu's place once you've found it and have them shoot it up!" Siegfried exclaimed. "We're going to send Kiretsu a big hello!" Siegfried concluded. After these statements, Siegfried would continue the call for a few more minutes, making sure to answer any of Adri's questions and respond to any further statements before hanging up.

All across Water 7, the citizens moved like frantic bees, buying up food stuff, supplies, and various survival items for the next few weeks ahead. Lockdown, it was a state Water 7 had been in two years ago when invading pirates trying to loot Kiretsu's turf while he'd been away at the War of Wallace. In this state, Kiretsu's Zombie Army roam the street, slaying anyone in their path, friend or foe. During the day, activities would run as usual but as soon as the set, Water 7 had become a whole new place. However, Siegfried loved situations of being the 'evil' invader, it'd tickle his fancy at how fragile the world was. "Did you find anyone to build the Pacifista Model?" Alban asked. "Oh... You mean on Hebi? Nah. I ended up wasting a week their for no reason." Siegfried responded. "I think I've thought of a way we can use this beating Kiretsu thing to our advantage though." Siegfried said, completing his final stretch as he walked towards the entrance of the container. Flapping his wings to lift off the ground, Alban followed at his Captiain's Rear. "Oh?" Alban inquired. "You'll see." Siegfried responded cutting him off with a slight glance, as a tell between the two, he'd tell him more later.

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"Hmmm.. Philip didn't attend the meeting? Strange." Ginger stated, dragging her chair back from the desk to stand. "Ah. He's a strange one... He left his Den Den here and listened to the orders. It cut out near the end though, so I guess he's up to date." Kojoro said, grabbing a large black cloth wrapped weapon. Resting the parcel on his shoulder, "We've got an army to organise, Ginger." Kojoro commented. "By this point the citizen's must be stocking up for the night ahead." Ginger said grinning. "It's been awhile since someone has tried to test Kiretsu's hand... Knowing his connections in the Under World... and his over all strength... Siegfried... maybe that title of Titan has gone to your head but Kiretsu's not a man to be trifled with." Ginger concluded, walking away from the table, exiting the command room.

In Disclosed location of Neverland, "We've received reports that our bosses are dead. We don't even need them either... their Viva Cards have all turned to dust!" the voice chimed in through the speakers connected to several monitors in this small enclosed room. Running through the monitors were transmissions live from Baltigo of five prominent Under World Traders. "Look... We've already have our hands busy dealing with this fucking Witch Firebird left us doomed with. We can't have slips ups on Fenrir's hands as well!" another Broker chimed in. "Gentlemen. I understand you're concerns." Philip retorted. "Currently our master isn't in Water 7... He's off finish up a mission for the 'Watchers' but we understand you're concerns. After all... Those brokers owed us an alarming amount of money as well.... After all of our slaves being hassled by this Witch you've so fondly inherited. We're all losing money at this point. The invader will be dealt with accordingly. And as such, I still expect the money we've been promised to be delivered. We've given Oceanus the drugs he requested for his next conquest. It seems it's only our end of the bargain that seems to be short sighted." Philip commented. "Well..." another Broker chimed in nervously. "You handle you're end and we'll handle ours. Besides... It's just a little lizard that's slithered into the wrong part of town. What's the worse that can happen?" Philip said, pressing finger against a button on the screen to kill the connection of all the calls. "Was that wise, Master Philip?" Kuro inquired. "Nothing is wise. We're gambling with large volumes of money and resources... Every move that loses us money is a mistake." Philip said. "And if the World Government investigates here... now during the Masters Fiesta... We'll be truly screwed. We have a week before Kiretsu returns. Let's end this." Philip commented.

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"Woah... We're not blowing anything up. Well. Not completely anyway." Siegfried responded. "They are a few things I want to confirm. One being if Kiretsu's on island or not. As for having anyone killed, our lives are much more valuable than there's to me. If you're engaged and have to fight, go wild." Siegfried said grinning. "That's the Dragon Fist Pirate way... No task is too difficult." Siegfried continued. "As for information on Kiretsu's Dark World Dealings... I don't think they'd be that stupid to leave information knocking around their base." Siegfried retorted. "Then again... Do an initial sweep. The shooters are under you're command. Use them as a distraction, though, with your skills you wouldn't need that anyway. Alban and I are on our way to your location at their base." Siegfried concluded. Before hanging up, Adri would convey exact directions as to where the base was located on Water 7, from their position at Galley-La, it'd take about fifteen minutes if they ran, and about a half hour if they walked. Exiting the container, pressed against the metallic beams at the entrance, Ricky waited for the Pirate Captain to exit. "I guess you're serious about taking out Kiretsu. However, they are two things I'll warn you about that man. Kiretsu's has immense dealings in the Under World... His nickname is Fenrir. He's known as a Wolf of War. When it comes to weapons or drugs for combat... His name is the finest among the dealers." Ricky informed. "Kishi Kishi... and how does a Shipwright know all of this information?" Siegfried inquired. "Kid. When you're in the trade as long as I have been... You fix ships for a lot of people. Galley-La makes vessels for marines, revolutionaries and pirates alike... We've always been neutral. All I care about is delivering vessels to their perfect owners." Ricky concluded. "Ah... Trade above duty. I can understand that much. So, what's the second thing?" Siegfried inquired, leaving one eye opened, as his eyelid gently covered the other. "Kiretsu's men aren't the brightest bolts in the box. However... They are a few of them that are dangerous. They call themselves Level 5 Zombies. Each of them carry the number five on their shoulders... and they are different than his other soldiers." Ricky stated.

"Level 5 Zombies?" Alban chimed in. "Zombies... as in the undead?" Alban stated. "That explains alot... He must be using some kind of Devil Fruit. When I hit the big guy... my fist made contact with his flesh... it felt like I was punching a dead body." Siegfried commented. "How do you know what punching a dead body feels like?" Ricky asked astonished. "Man... I had a tough life..." Siegfried said sarcastically shrugging. "Anyway! If you meet any of those guys with Level 5, avoid them if you can." Ricky concluded. "No thanks." Siegfried immediately responded. Ricky's eyes open widely at the pirates response, causing Ricky to grab the collar of Siegfried's jacket lifting him up. "What do you think this is? A game!? He's a Royal Shichibukai! No good will come from messing with him! If you're going to fight him, you'll have to use you're head! Kiretsu's a crafty bastard!" Ricky shouted. Ricky's hands started to tremble, not in anger but unbeknownst to anyone, it was fear. Siegfried balled up his fist and planted the man into the ground with one punch, connecting with his abdomen. The force of the strike knocked Ricky out immediately. "This isn't a game for me either." Siegfried responded, walking off adjusting his jacket as he headed towards the entrance of the yard. "And it's not random either." Siegfried stated murmuring.

After few moments, at the entrance, Dessa stood propped against the Galley-La gate, "You're off to cause more trouble aren't you?" Dessa inquired. Continuing his pace, Siegfried and Alban simply nodded at the woman's comment. "If you're going to travel in Water 7..." Dessa said pointing her thumb towards the River Route. "Water Bulls... Yagara's are the best way to get around. I'll drop you where you need to go. That's my duty as you're navigator right?" Dessa said in her monotone voice. Before the woman could even finish her sentence, the two large men were already in boat attached to the Sea Creature. "OI! Let's go!" Siegfried shouted. "Urgh... At least let me look cool for once!" Dessa exclaimed sulking. Dragging herself towards the vessel, "I don't know what you're up to Siegfried... but if you can defeat Kiretsu... maybe... Stacy can finally get her 'humanity' back." Dessa thought. Dessa docking, the posse took off towards the other side of town via the Water 7 River Route, on route to Neverland.

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As the clouds loomed across the blue sky, the Yagara's sailed along the canals of Water 7, each about a block apart, ending with a 'T' junction turning into the next section. As Dessa's Sea Bull maneuvered through the busy canal, Yagara's attached with black tinted window carriages filled the sea roads. Siegfried found the traffic on the rivers extremely odd. "What in the world is going on?" Siegfried inquired. "And why are these carriages covered with black cloth? Is that a fashion statement?" Siegfried inquired. "No." Dessa retorted in frustration, "You're taking on Kiretsu and you don't even know the situation in Water 7... Just how reckless can you get!" Dessa exclaimed. Ignoring the woman's scolding, Siegfried gawked at the stalls along the docks, chiming out once the woman wasn't giving him the information he'd requested. "Rude! Urgh!" Dessa stated in a monotone manner. "Fine." the woman said sighing. "Abominations ride in black tinted carriages to prevent being exposed to sunlight. Anyone whose been punished by Kiretsu's Governing body turns to ash when exposed to sunlight." Dessa concluded. "Hmm... Really?" Siegfried said, propping his body back in the carriage in a more lax, sleeping position. "And the reason why the sea routes are so full are because of you. The cities under lockdown because of your actions at Galley-La." Dessa said. "Kishi Kishi.... Now things are finally getting lively!" Siegfried exclaimed.

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The sound of the bullets rattling into the mansion known as Neverland rippled from households in the surrounding area. The first round of fire came from a hundred rifle gunmen, round by round, the men emptied their bullets into the first floor entrance of Kiretsu's estate. Standing on the outskirts by bank side, the mansion which was surrounded by a fifteen foot of metallic fencing, had it's gaps fired through, as the bullets which danced into the window panes of the building, leaving the first story riddled with bullet shells. The initial zombie guards near the entrance where taken aback by the gunfire, falling onto the ground momentarily from the onslaught. The Generals on each level of the property rose into an alert state, as the alarms sounded. Running to the operating room, Ginger and Kojoro stared at the monitors trying analyse the situation. "These fuckers got balls to be shooting up our base like this." Kojoro said. "I told boss we should've moved to a less public location." Ginger responded. "Go downstairs to the factory and wake up the army! It's time we have some fun!" Kojoro shouted at Ginger. Exiting the monitor room, Ginger began to walk to the lift on the third floor of the building, she was currently in. Entering the lift, she got off on the second floor, and proceeding the hallway, as the base was in full frantic mode, as the lower level zombie rushed towards the entrance to respond to the attack. Walking towards the factory, the woman's eyes stared as an oddly masked zombie made what seemed to be eye contact as they passed. Strange. In all of her time in Kiretsu's person, she'd never seen a Zombie with a mask before, let alone a mask so ominous looking, it was strange indeed.

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As the Yagara entered a less populated area of the town, Siegfried pulled out his Baby Den Den Mushi and began to dial Adri's contact. It was this exact moment, that Adri had finish passing Ginger, that his concealed Den Den Mushi, rang. 'Puru Puru Puru', the sound echoed through the busy hallways. Ceasing her waltz towards the factory's doors, "What in the world..." Ginger thought. Changing direction, Ginger began to sprint to the other end of the hall, searching the faces for the Smile Masked Zombie, activating her Kenbunshoku Haki, she'd used her Sixth Sense to pinpoint the man's exact location, as the hallway was only about fifteen meters before ending with stone wall. The hallway being about eight meters wide, spacious enough for ample bodies to pass freely. Stopping inches before catching the nape of the man's neck, Ginger shouted,"Everyone cease!". The Level 5's Zombie's voice froze the path of every grunt in the hallway, at this point, around fifty in number, including the oddly placed man. "You do know... That lower level Zombie's aren't permitted to carry Den Den? Especially on this floor..." Ginger inquired, reaching in her red kimono to remove a twelve inch war fan. Spreading the fan's metallic seams open, the woman would begin to fan herself. It was at this time, the Den Den would ring once again.

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"He's not picking up. I've called him like twice now." Siegfried stated. "Wouldn't calling him when he's leading the charge be a bad idea?" Alban inquired. "It has been almost an half hour since you gave him the command to start the attack. If he's running intelligence and you call... It might be game over for him." Alban theorised. Hanging up the Snail Transponder, "Kishi... It doesn't matter. We're here... and it's a blood bath." Siegfried said, frozen at the sight before his eyes. "Shall I?" Alban inquired, standing up on the carriage, activating his Kenbunshoku Haki. Lunging off the open carriage, about twenty meters towards the area where the shooting was going on. Siegfried would slap one of the rifle gunmen, opening fire on the bases floor. "Why'd you open fire before the signal was given?" Siegfried asked with pretend angry look on his face. "Boss! This might be a little too much for us!" the shooter responded terrified. The scene that beheld the Titan and his envoy party was that of the zombies literally tanking the open fire of the shells from the rifles, as if they were mere skin pricks. About twenty of Siegfried's men had been ripped open from the stomach, into two. They're innards spread into the river, turning the surrounding water, blood red. Activating his Kenbunshoku Haki, Siegfried scanned the building trying to isolated Adri's position in this whole mess. "Why'd you all open fire!?" Siegfried inquired. "As soon as we found cover... We were just waiting on the contacts orders... Then one of those weird colossal zombies... with the '3's on their shoulder came out and began sending zombies to our positions. It was like they knew our locations!" another rifle shooter responded. "Do these guys have Haki as well... This just got much more difficult." Siegfried thought. "Fall back!" Siegfried shouted. It was this moment the sea of bullets which were halting the zombies advance ended, and swarms of zombies with '1's on their arms came pouring out of the building, climbing over the fence towards the men's positions. Alban, who was still Twenty Meters away lunged into action, attempting to take flight as his giant White Wings spread outwards.

Siegfried's men began to retreat towards the direction of the Sea Train, now in a frenzy from the immense numbers difference. However, what really made the men run wasn't the large enormous force that impended nor the fact their bullets seemingly had no affect on most of the zombies bodies, it was the bright yellow glow that emanated from the pigment of Siegfried's skin. Opening his mouth to speak, steam escaped, similar to that of opening an oven's door. "I swear... no one around here... follows orders." Siegfried stated, as his body's temperature began to climb.

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A large blunging muscle could've been visibly seen pulsating on Ginger's forehead made even her frozen subordinates shake in fear. "Oh really darling? Cipher Pol huh?" Ginger responded, forcing herself to smile. "All lower levels... You've now been permitted Level 5 status. Enter into the factory and free you're brothers from their eternal slumber." Ginger said, altering the tone of her voice to an hypnotising manner, which caused the zombies to enter into a more robotic responsive state, beginning their trot towards the lab. As the grunts exited the hallway into the factory, only Adri and the woman stood in the hallway at this point. "Now Now my little fly... You've been caught in the Spider's Web? Shall we dance?" Ginger inquired, lifting her foot off the ground towards her abdomen. "Fishman Karate... Or whatever... I can't exactly remember how it goes.... Piercing Glacier!" Ginger announced. In one motion, Ginger extended her leg towards in a drill like motion towards Adri's solar plexus, if this attempted was successful, the force of the strike would be similar to a drill burrowing into a bucket of chum, leaving the contact point crushed state. It was at this moment, the whole mansion shook.

Meanwhile in the control room, moments before, Kojoro watched the Den Den Camera Monitors, as Ginger engaged in combat with an unidentified personnel. "They've already manage to make it inside... Idiots... There's a reason why our base is so easily in the open. Once they make it inside these walls it'll be that much easier to crush them kek." Kojoro stated, talking to himself in the empty correspondence room. At the front of the mansion, over one thousand zombies scattered on around the dock and alleyways surrounding Neverland. These thousand zombies all bore a '1' somewhere on their bodies. Behind the gates, nearer to the entrance of the manor, surrounded by another one thousand zombies, these ones with no number on their body, stood one hundred ten foot tall zombies, each bearing a number '3' on their body. Alban was about thirty meters away from the conflict, as the zombies continually spread their reach to attempt to lock off the whole block. Flapping above Dessa's boat in the harbour, "Miss. You might want to get out of here... I can't have another Navigator die." Alban said. "AYE!" Dessa shouted, commanding the Yagara to change route back towards Galley-La. Retreating, Alban would lower his flight, until he was a few inches off the ground, hovering over the water. The rim of his boots would touch the water, as the seeming never ending swarm of zombies closed in to his position. Reaching towards his shoulder, Alban's hands would grasp around the hilt of his Long Sword on his back by the name of Balmung. Removing the blade from it's sheath, he'd spin it around a few times using his wrists to control it's weight, getting re-accustomed to the blade's make.

Meters off, Siegfried's Sixth Sense had not only located Adri, but kept tabs on Alban's position. "Kishi Kishi..." Siegfried laughed. "It's been awhile since he's used Balmung in combat. The man known as the White Wing... One of my chosen Seven." Siegfried said, as steamed trickled off his body. "Since he's taken this serious... I have no time to pussy foot around either." Siegfried commented. At this point, Siegfried's rifle men had retreated almost a kilometre out of his Kenbunshoku's range, that was the signal for him to be able to go all out. Tucking his body towards the ground, Siegfried began to spin his body in a circular fashion. Creating immense momentum as he spins, the man's former lukewarm temperature, began to climb at an exponentially alarming rate. Creating a small dome of heat, around five diameters in size, the dome began to expand outwards in the form of a gush of sweltering heat, marked by it's bright red glow. For the first couple meters, around twenty or so, the heat wouldn't be much to scoff at, however, as time passed, and the man's temperature rose, almost instantly, one after the other, the '1' mark zombies all began to combust, incinerating into nothingness. Eventually, the dome would expand to around thirty diameters, stripping away buildings in the area, the metallic fence that once surrounded the front of the mansion, even the pavement on Dock Side broke, the dome of heat keeping Siegfried suspended over the bed of now boiling water. At Ten Diameters, almost one hundred and fifty of the initial zombies were now ash. Once expanding to maximum capacity the face of the building's front wing would've been eaten off by the attack.

As the Zombie attempted to retreat to the left and right of the expanding orb of heat, those who headed in Alban's direction were met with a similar grim fate. "Des Flammes Par Les Flammes" Alban murmured. Hovering above the water way, setting his blade ablaze, Alban transmitted force through a single swing, sending the blade outwards in an arc like fashion in one precise swing, creating a flame based projectile that's shaped in a half crescent moon shape. The thickness of this arc is around 18 Meters, covering the whole width of the block. Completing the swing, the flame blade burst outwards twenty-five meters, leaving the zombies wedged between Siegfried's Heat Dome and Alban's Arc of Flames. The force of the two attack colliding, left the higher ranked Zombies nearer to the entrance, unable to escape to try to coat their bodies in Busoshoku Haki but to no avail. A bright red flare could've been seen from a block over and the sound of a loud explosion could've been heard, a large plume of ash loomed across the city, as flames leaked from the block into nearby neighbourhoods. The entire front wing of the Kiretsu's Base was dismantled.

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Siegfried's heat dome expanding, the Titan stopped it's growth around thirty diameters to avoid affecting Alban, ceasing his spinning motion but allowing the heat to lay waste to a slew of forces. A body of steam filled the outskirts of the now open first building of the estate, neighbouring houses were left melted and distorted in ruin, depending on their build, only ashes remained. Sheathing his sword, Alban began to climb about Thirty-one meters upwards, avoiding the visible red glow of Siegfried's dome, but garnering height to assess the scale of the damages. It was at this height that Alban could've seen that at the side of the estate, a garage that was shut, it's shutters were rising slowly. As the dome quelled, Siegfried leaped over into the debris, walking into the mansions now more than welcoming entrance. The estate itself was around 8,000 Square Feet in total, being the largest bulk of property in all of Water 7. Where Siegfried had attacked was at the front of the estate, and the mansion spanned for about 7,000 of the total compound. The base's marble floors, blue plaid interior design, and collection of fine arts said a lot about the tastes of the Warlord. Using Adri as a pinpoint, the Titan began to travel inwards into the belly of the base. However, he wasn't met with much resistance, it was like the base was an empty shell. "Did Adri get the right place?" Siegfried thought to himself. "No... All of those zombies had to come from somewhere..." Siegfried's thought continued. At this point, after venturing inward, Siegfried was at the top of a very large corridor on the Ground Base of the Mansion, as he walked, the Den Den Mushi Camera's plastered across the hallway recorded the man's every movement. Tapping into the camera's, watching from an undisclosed location, Philip, Kiretsu's Representative into the Underworld found this whole incident immensely amusing.

Around Philip were several Kuro Robot Bears, similar to the ones that did the reports on Ginger's Hotel damages. "Kuro One!" Philip shouted. At the command of his voice, one of the stagnant sleeping mechanical bears eyes glowed crimson red in activation, responding to one it's masters voice registers. "Yes, Master Philip." Kuro retorted. "Get on the Den Den's and make a few calls to Baltigo. Tell them we have a special Pay Per View Special, The Dragon Fist Pirates Versus The Warlord Kiretsu's Undead Army! I'll send the other Kuro models for additional camera angles. It's going to be 100,000,000 Million Dollars for the buy in. We're streaming it on a private feed." Philip ordered. "It'll take a few moments to set it up but you're orders have been accepted." Kuro responded. "Before Jane got ganked by those rookies... She left a wealth of technology in our care that costs us an arm and a leg. That brat's underestimating the weight of Kiretsu's Jolly." Philip stated. Finally, Siegfried came upon a door, which seemed to be the entrance to an open area, judging from it's size, it was dining room, however, the number of tables were matched by a plethora of zombie hoards. Grinning Siegfried kicked the door open, before him lied an army of almost five thousand zombies, all armed with scimitars, swords, maces, and various blades. Lurking around at every corner, the Kuro's used a secret lift system to place themselves at the every location point that the Dragon Fist Pirates were located. Their robot eyes acted as lens to live stream the whole evident to an audience interested in the famed Titan's abilities and potential.

The room shook as the body of zombies began to laugh, each hackling and cursing Siegfried's name. "Kishi Kishi... I keep seeing some ridiculously peculiar things today... A zombie army... are you kidding me?" Siegfried said, grinning. Placing his hands together in a kata of salutation, Siegfried bowed to the room filled with zombies. "To be honest... I have no idea what kind of abilities it'd take to create monsters such as yourselves but as one monster to another... I am impressed." Siegfried said. "However..." Siegfried said. "I have no time to playing around with Kiretsu's 'Children'." Siegfried concluded and at that moment, the hoard lunged towards the Titan's location. As the anger in Siegfried's stomach bubbled, steam began to fill the whole room around the the beginning of Sieg's dialogue. Now, by the time his speech was concluded, the steam clouded the vision of everyone watching, even the cameras. It was at this point that all of the Den Den Mushi and Kuro's watching this incident melted, as the heat transferred into the steam was around 7,000 Degrees, creating a similar feeling of a weltering desert heat far beyond it's peak. The smell of rotten flesh searing under the moist heat, only to combust, shrivelling into dusty shells of their former already unearthly appearance, the steam trailed outwards for about seventy-five meters, and like a swarm of locusts, left everything toppled in it's wake. Grinning, Siegfried walked through the dining room area, now cleared of all tables and chairs, the large room of around eighty-five meters was left as an hallow shell.

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Ginger would reassert her own thoughts about the man's combat ability. "I had thought he wasn't a fighter considering how he seemed just be a spy, but it would confirm why he seemed so confident despite me being right beside him... But that didn't mean he could beat her. While his technique and speed are all well and good, technique maybe above her in terms of versatility. However, it was easy to tell that his attacks have no real offensive power by the fact he didn't go for any while in such close range, so he relies on his guns for that. Take out his guns and you take out all of his destructive power." Ginger thought as she started relaxing her body, she let go of all her anger, ready to start the actual battle, knowing how to deal with him now. "You're an odd little man. You remind of those sailors who used to come... Ah. It's happening again, I lost my train of thought. Though in my old body, I wouldn't have been able to kick you like that... It'd be more of a flail. It's quite rough having no legs." Ginger said, nodding to herself in approval. As her lips motion open, the woman's voice would begin to fill the halls, it was a serene voice, astral and light in nature. At the cue of the woman's voice, from the factory ahead, a swarm of Level 1 Zombies emerged from the factory, these ones seemingly bulked up in muscle mass, as there's eyes remained hollow from having no visible eye sockets. The zombies looked around the hall for a moment, lost at the next action, until their eyes locked onto Adri, and they sprung, packs of the undead, around a thousand in number filled the halls and rushed towards the Commander's Enemy at ten times the speed of their usual pace (+ 1 Speed Tier in Zombies Movement, so Tier 3 Speeds or so). "Take his guns boys!" the woman commanded. "It seems the zombies in the lab have been completed. These are all of the shadows that were taken from the last batch of abominations." Ginger thought. "Now... Let's see that Waltz of yours, Smiley. You plenty of strapping dead gentlemen to try it out on. Or am I wrong in assuming you're preference in a dance partner. You know what they say about tiny men." Ginger said, looking down at the man with the slight height difference grinning.

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As the steamed leaked out of the room, pillaging the stone pillar beams supporting the mansion's infrastructure, Siegfried commenced his adventure into the heart of the mansion once again, opening the door to his left, which lead to another hallway. Stepping through the passageway, after a few steps, the floor suddenly collapsed. For about thirty meters of the forty meter long corridor, a thirty foot ditch was revealed below the collapsable tiling, ending with a series of thirty-two inch long nails, neatly forged and coupled together in patches of eight, spanning outward. As the Siegfried fell, losing his balance momentarily, he'd use his Kenbunshoku Haki to assess the falling distance between himself and the spikes. In a split second, he'd assessed that he'd have about roughly ten seconds or so to find gripping before falling to his doom. An option, could be to coat his whole body in Busoshoku Haki, but if they were elaborate enough to put down spikes, poison could've also been a probably option, and though he'd be able to coat his body in the black metallic tint, he'd just grin at what became much more obvious. Falling backwards, in the ceilings beams, the glaring Den Den Camera Transponders had alerted him to the factor that he was being watched. What even more ominous about the whole situation was the oddly placed, half-white and half-black teddy bear which glaring red eyes also met his own in inspecting the ceiling's contents, happenstance after noticing the transponders. The hallway's width was also to spaced out for even an attempt to wedge his hand in any section, it was literally like being thrown into a sea of spikes. Turning his chest to face the spikes, now only four meters before contact, Siegfried shot out a constant flow of steam from his nostrils, in two stages. The first stage was to gain a comfortable height away from the spikes, climbing to about ten meters, well above former ground level where the floor once laid. The second stage, was the constant manner, literally propelling himself like a steam engine would across the air, for the remainder of the distance to the next end of the hallway. Landing on tiled floor once again, Siegfried sharpened his Kenbunshoku Haki, revealing all tricks and traps in his upcoming segments in the mansion. Through his inspection, he'd noticed that this whole floor was riddled with traps. Was this simply a security system, or was their something they didn't want invaders to locate. However, directly above his position was what seemed to be a fleet of zombies ushering down a hallway. Among the signatures, was Adri's.

Flying towards the ceiling of the floor, Siegfried would continue upwards at a relative speed, nothing too fast, just enough that he could change directions had any unsuspecting traps or enemies reveal themselves to him. Wedging his left hand into the ceiling, allowing to hang from the one of the stone beams supporting it's make, forming his fist instinctively into a claw, Siegfried punch upward, releasing a thirty meter impact, that split the floor above him. It'd take a few moments before the floor would collapse but after which, everything above him for thirty meters would subsequently fall into the pit of spikes. Siegfried's docking point in the ceiling was directly below Adri, meaning everyone to the new recruit's left would fall, leaving the floor intact to the right of his current position. He'd wait a bit to watch the attackers fall to their doom, whistling an ominous tune to below the sound of the collapsing ground. Once the rubble settled, all of the those who watched from the pit below, as the zombies though immortal, were now wedged and trapped with spikes penetrating into their mid-sections, the sound of the whistle eerie tune.

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Before Siegfried's collapsing of the ground, on the floor above, Ginger watched in much amusement as the man became the focal point of the heard's potential mauling. "Protecter of Women..." Ginger murmured, as she clutched at her head. Glimpses of memories flooded into her mind, it was Fishman Island, the homeland of her shadow, and she was smiling, in a much different body, with a very different face, and somehow, she felt at peace, no, for the first time in a long time, happy. What was it about the man's words that triggered these memories, clutching onto her pink fur coat, the woman's eyes began to fill with tears. "I once had someone who protected me too... Didn't I? What was his name?" Ginger said, loud enough for everyone surrounding her to hear. "What do you mean Misstress?" one of the zombie aids inquired, with a puzzled look, gawking at the woman's tear filled face. "She's- She's crying!" the zombie close enough to her that noticed exclaimed. "No. My eyes are just watering!" Ginger exclaimed, sniffling with a cold glare in her facial expression. The zombies who'd pause their advance momentarily had now been motivated once more to kill the masked man, "You made our Madonna Cry! You fiend!" one of the zombies shouted. "Boo Boo... Meanie!" another zombie chimed in. "So he's into making woman cry... sicko." another zombie murmured under his breath. It was during this pause that Adri fired his first shot, and as the onslaught commence once again, he'd force a bullet into one the zombies mouth, forcefully exiting the shadow from the zombies body.

The action made all of the Level 1 Zombies jump backwards, "He's a purifier!" the zombies shouted, their ugly faces winced in fear. Ginger snapping out of her state, the memories fading from fuzzy to now almost unforgettable, she'd recalled the fact that Adri had called her beautiful. "B-B-B-Beautiful! You think common flattery will work on me!?" the woman shouted, as he pale skin blushed at the small flattering statement. "It's totally working." the zombies all chimed in. Breaking the comedic break with a single cough, "You're trickery won't work on me... Human. It seems I hadn't forgotten all about my past life. However, I'm a soldier in Lord Kiretsu's Army now. Whoever lost their shadow to him... That has nothing to do with me. I'm Ginger now." the woman resolved. "Boys! Recover those bullets and his guns immediately. Sacrifices must be made. We can't let a purifier go running free on Water 7 now. I was going to keep him as a pet... but now... He'll have to die-" Ginger's statement was interrupted by the floor collapsing before her feet. At first, the corridor simply trembled, but then an almost perfect cut in the floor collapsed to the floor below her. As the army that literally resolved to take out Adri fell below his feet, several of the zombies attempt to clutch at the man's foot, to drag them down with him. If he wasn't paying attention at this point, the zombies would also drag him to a spiky grave. It was then in that moment, that Ginger made eye contact with the man before she fell, and it was an odd expression to make at the time but as the woman fell, she was smiling at Adri.

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On the third floor, Kojoro watched the whole incident from the monitor room, until the sound of the door being cut down caused the swordsman to turn around his chair. "I was so caught up watching your boss go wild... that I forgot about you." Kojoro responded. Standing at 8'7 ft in covering the door entrance's width, Alban held his much smaller weapon, Luna, as the area they were in wasn't really large enough to be swigging around large swords like Balmung. "How unfortunate... I just flew through the third floor window... and heard you cackling out... I've learned you guys don't take to fire very well either." Alban commented. Standing from his seated position, the 9ft Zombie General, clutched towards his scythe, which lied wrapped up in bandage casing. Sticking out his tongue through the bandages, he'd show the man the '5' tattooed on his tongue's centre, before retracting it inwards through his bandaged face. "I'm not like the other fledglings... My body and shadow of top tier shit... I'm told my shadow used to be an assassin or whatever... and this body is made from the scraps of Legendary Members of the Famous, Ninja Faction on Wano. Kiretsu constructed me with one mission. Kill. Much like you'll die here today too..." Kojoro said. Grasping onto the bandages of his weapon, he'd pull the wrapping off in one go, revealing the long, thirty two inch long scythe, made out of pure Titanium, it's grip in a darker, much strong material, and the blade itself edges were lined in Sea Stone. "Last words?" Kojoro inquired. "No need." Alban said, pointing his blade inches in front of the man's nose.

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