Justice's Next Step

Gathering
It had been months since the death of former Alfred Glave, and now even his fellow Admiral Warren D. Ralph had become inactive. The agents of the, the Marines, had lost two of their greatest powers near-consecutively, and yet...nothing was being done about this?

The Marines had to pretend as if there were no disturbance among their ranks. As if their presence compared to the titanic Yonko, or even the fragmented Shichibukai was sufficient. No, it wasn't. They had become weak, crippled even. Their greatest powers were reduced to a mere two, and their operations had been devoted almost entirely to defensive operations. The clash between Yonko had become fiercer by day but the Marines did naught to stop them, it was pitiful.

This had to be rectified, many thought. But none would stand up to confront their superiors. However, there had come a point where enough was enough. Ernest, a Vice Admiral regarded as "Kanto" among the Marines had voiced his distress over the situation. People had flocked towards his cause as he proposed a meeting between those situated at Marineford, to understand the true stakes of the current power void.

"I am glad you all are here." Ernest spoke to the crowd that had made their way into the room. It was a spacious room with a large round table at its center, with several chairs around the table. Of course, this was a rather large meeting, and not everyone had been seated. But it did not matter. The matter was grave, and counsel on this scale would be needed to decide their next actions. "The Marines are undergoing a power void unlike anything we have ever experienced previously. Even the loss of Admiral Akainu and Aokiji 50 years ago was meager compared to our current losses. As fellow Marines, I would like to hear your opinion on how we should move forward from this crisis."

It had become an open floor, as the tension in every individual became almost tangible.