Despair

"Father, Lin Qi, and Teacher Zephyr, it seemed I was one move short. I overlooked something and let you discover me."

From the shadows of the tunnel, a humanoid figure emerged. His face was wrapped in thick bandages, revealing only a pair of cold, viper-like eyes.

"I just didn't expect the ones who came to stop me to be you."

"Dragon..." Garp's eyes trembled violently as his gaze lingered painfully on Dragon's empty trouser leg and sleeve.

Garp had not seen his son for a long time. He had only heard rumors that Dragon had forced his way into Mary Geoise and suffered grievous injuries.

Why had no one told him that his son had even lost his legs and arms?

He was an incompetent father, unaware even of his own son's condition.

"Garp..."

Zephyr was also heartbroken to see his old friend like this, but for the sake of the civilians of the New World, he still had to step forward and question Dragon, his former disciple.

He still held onto a sliver of hope, hoping Dragon was not what they thought he was.

"Why? When Lin Qi first told me that you were the culprit, I refused to believe it."

"This isn't something you could do, Dragon. What on earth are you thinking?!"

"So Lin Qi was the one who found me."

Dragon covered his face, which throbbed with pain in the dark. For some reason, whenever something involved Lin Qi, even the most abnormal things seemed to become normal.

When he realized Lin Qi had discovered him, Dragon did not find it strange at all. Instead, he felt it was only natural.

"Hehehe, Teacher Zephyr, people always change, don't they? Just like you."

"Yes, people always change." Only Zephyr himself understood the complexity in his tone.

Garp