Luffy

The crew, in their black uniforms, stood in a single file on the deck, leaving the operational chart behind. They all gazed towards the dark horizon, pierced by lightning. There was no fear, only unwavering resolve. In this latter frame, their bodies expressed a silent unity, ready to face any danger that threatened their captain and their shared dream. This was the moment when words ceased, and action spoke.

In those crucial moments of silence, only eyes spoke. Nami gazed intently, her mind analyzing every possibility. Zoro, with icy composure, sharpened his focus on the approaching enemy. These glances were an unspoken pledge of loyalty and a readiness to sacrifice.

The crew gathered around a navigation map table, and in the center, the pistol and the missing compass (hidden inside a cigarette pack) took center stage. Nami meticulously drew the route, Sanji prepared to write down the plan, and Robin and Brook watched in solemn silence. There were no jokes or banter; the atmosphere was thick with deadly concentration.

Amidst the din of the "Sony" ship, Luffy embodied the calm before the storm. There was no smile on his face, only a cold, piercing gaze beneath his flaming hat. He calmly lit his cigarette, his hand gripping the golden pistol. He didn't say a word, but his expression was enough to convey the message: "The fun is over."