Whitebeard sat squarely on the ground, indian-style, drinking a gigantic cup of booze. His opponent, dressed entirely in black, walked into the arena, twirling a pair of pavers.
"Boy… You aren't worth my time here. Why not surrender, before I kill you?"
Kaku scoffed, and brought his pavers up like a pair of swords. "I'll be the one to bring you to justice, Edward Newgate. Prepare yourself for the axe... !!"
With a chuckle, Whitebeard hurled his cup to the side, stood up, and assumed a fighting position.
"It may not be good for my health, but I can whip your ass without breaking a sweat, boy. If you want to fight me, bring a bunch of battleships."