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... in the sense of weather—there, the ocean swelled and heaved with the same casual power as anywhere else—but in the way the air itself carried no weight of tyranny, no constant hum of danger like the Grand Line.
It was almost soft. Too soft.
From several thousand meters up, his obsidian wings cut silent arcs through the thin air. Below him, the scattered emerald islands looked like someone had tossed coins into a sea of glass.
On the far horizon, Sorbet Kingdom stretched ...
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