Aboard the Warhamr
"Hey, brat Lance! Go get so more donuts! Yeah, the cream-filled ones!"
Garp lounged like a king, ordering Lance around to fetch him snacks.
The sight made Hamr's veins bulge on his forehead.
"Old man Garp, your ship is right up ahead! Why the hell are you on my ship?!"
"And you're bossing around my adjutant! And what's with the ss you've made all over my deck?!"
Garp nonchalantly picked his nose and said, "Obviously because your ship's more fun! Tsk tsk, Hamr, I didn't take you for soone who hides his goodies so well."
"These firearms… did you snatch them from the Science Division? I'm telling you, your ship probably has the highest firepower in all of HQ."
Hamr didn't even respond, his eyes glued to the crumbs Garp dropped on his pristine deck.
Even though he was a blacksmith, covered in soot and gri, he absolutely refused to let anyone dirty his workspace.
"Say, Hamr… that arm thing you made for Zephyr, I really liked it too. Can you make one?" Garp finally revealed his motive, eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"Not a chance! Look at this disastrous ss you made!"
"Besides, don't you always brag about your 'Iron Fists'? Why do you need a weapon? Just use your damn fists!"
Garp burst into laughter, completely unfazed by Hamr's rage.
"Bwahahaha. Don't be like that. I'll clean it up, alright? Hey, Lance, grab a broom!"
Say what you will, Garp may be crazy, but he does follow through. He imdiately got to work sweeping the deck.
Hamr just sighed and walked off to the forge, dragging Hina along.
Hina was now Hamr's personal parts engineer. While she made the components, Hamr forged them into shape.
In just a few days, every lee weapon on the Warhamr had been replaced with hamr-blades.
These were pitch-black weapons that looked like swords, but functioned like blunt-force weapons.
Every soldier aboard the Warhamr carried one, and they looked absolutely intimidating.
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Sailing straight from Marineford to the West Blue.
Waters near the Kano Country.
The Warhamr and Garp's patched-up Doghead ship had just cornered a pirate ship flying the Kano Country's flag.
"Damn, Hamr… are your n using swords? What kind of swords are those?!" Garp watched in disbelief.
This battle was led entirely by Hamr's crew; Garp's n didn't even need to get involved.
From the first volley, the overwhelming firepower of the Warhamr decimated the enemy line.
And when it ca to close combat, the carnage was just as shocking. Garp's crew was dumbfounded.
"Those pitch-black "blades", no, they couldn't even be called blades. What kind of blade leaves no mark on a railing but smashes it on impact?!"
"Pfft, Bunch of country bumpkins. These are my latest creations, hamr-blades."
Hamr chucked at Garp's awe and tossed one over to Bogard, Garp's adjutant.
As a swordsman, Bogard caught it and examined it closely.
The craftsmanship was excellent, but the "edge"? Practically nonexistent.
"This thing… It's shaped like a sword, but it's nothing like one."
He gave it a strong swing, but nothing. No slice, no cut.
Hamr nodded. "Exactly. These hamr-blades are forged from materials created using Hina's Cage-Cage Fruit. After reforging, they lose sharpness but gain massive durability and hardness."
And before the conversation could go further, the fight was over.
Most of the pirates were dead. The few survivors were rounded up by Hamr's crew.
Lance returned to report.
"This was the Second Treasures Navy(Nihō Suigun), not the Eight Treasures Navy(Happo Suigun)."
"But they're all under the Kano Country."
Hamr nodded. He was well aware that, aside from the Eight Treasures Army, the Kano Country had many other numbered pirate crews.
"Give the survivors a small boat. Let them go back and tell that cone-headed bastard Chinjao: Hamr and Vice Admiral Garp are here for revenge."
"Tell him we're waiting at Falling Sunset Island, and to polish that spiky head of his, he's gonna need it!"
Garp: 'Wait, this was supposed to be my fight with Chinjao. Why does it sound like I'm just your sidekick now?!'
Sure enough, the pirates left on a dinghy to deliver the ssage.
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The Next Day, Falling Sunset Island
Three ships are now docked at the island.
To the south: the silver Warhamr and the patched-up Doghead.
To the north: Chinjao's giant battleship from the Eight Treasure Army, the Happosai.
Both sides gathered on the battlefield.
The mont Hamr saw Chinjao, his blood boiled with hatred. He imdiately launched into a verbal assault.
"You pointy-headed bastard! I'm here for payback!"
"Get ready to have that cone flattened!"
Chinjao wasn't fazed. He tapped his iconic cone-shaped head and grinned savagely.
"Brat, nothing in this world is harder than my cone head!"
"Not even that Garp behind you stands a chance!"
That did it. Garp had had enough.
He clenched his fist and stepped forward.
"Chinjao! Today, I'm flattening that cone of yours!"
"Hah! Garp, with your soft little punches, you think you're still worthy of being called 'Iron Fist'? I'll shatter them with my cone!"
Garp's eyes flashed. He leapt into the air, his right fist instantly sheathed in jet-black Armant Haki, an overwhelming aura erupting from him.
"Damn you, Chinjao! DIE!"
Chinjao responded in kind. His own drill-head was covered in Haki as he launched like a missile toward Garp.
Iron Fist vs. Drill Head.
Fist and cone collided with world-shaking force.
BOOM!!!
The impact sent shockwaves through the air, churning the sea and darkening the sky.
Even Hamr, who knew what would happen, was stunned by the sheer intensity of the clash.
The struggle continued. Chinjao's face twisted with madness, while Garp's expression grew into a huge smile.
"DIE, GARP!" Chinjao howled.
Garp remained calm, and then his fist's power exploded even higher.
The tide turned.
Chinjao's drill head began to crack under the force of the Iron Fist.
BOOM!
One final strike, and the drill head was gone. Flattened. Obliterated.
Chinjao fell, severely injured and completely unconscious.
Garp, satisfied, burst out laughing.
"BWAHAHAHA! MY FISTS ARE THE HARDEST IN THE WORLD!"
Watching from the sidelines, Hamr cheered like a madman.
"Hell yeah! That's what you get, you cone-headed bastard!"
"Garp, that was BEAUTIFUL!"
"Oh, right! Grab him! I'm dragging him back to the Jewel Ice Sheet, I want him to personally watch EMPTY OUT all his treasure!!"
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