After the Big Mom Pirate Group's near-encirclement assault on the island had gone on for six hours, they still hadn't broken through the Giant Rock Region. After six hours of high-intensity slaughter, both sides were inevitably exhausted, mentally and physically, so the Big Mom Pirate Group chose to pull back from the Giant Rock Region and return to their ships.
Behind the Giant Rock Region, all kinds of junk were piled under chunks of rock, so Donquixote Family members could rush up the giant rocks more easily. This was the defender's advantage: they didn't have to pay too many lives to get on top of the rocks, whereas climbing up from the outside meant facing a hail of lead bullets and blades chopping down at their heads.
A few pirates sat in a circle, their eyes slightly vacant, mechanically chewing their food.
"Let's… run?"
A Donquixote Family member spoke, his breathing hurried, a hint of life returning to his dull gaze.
