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... sliced through the tempest that raged outside Loguetown. The storm, a furious guardian of the Grand Line’s gateway, threw mountainous waves at the small caravel. But where any other ship would have been splintered to driftwood, the Merry held firm.
Ben’s enchantments, woven into her keel and mast, allowed her to ride the currents rather than fight them, the wood groaning not in protest, but in effort.
Inside the galley, the crew was gathered, the roar of the ocean a deafening wal ...
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