Who could have imagined that the legendary Marine Hero with such a fearsome reputation would lose his left arm in this way?
It had happened far too suddenly.
So suddenly that even after Luffy and many Marines came to their senses, they still couldn't believe it was real.
"Why..."
Luffy glared furiously at Maud.
Seeing his grandfather's arm severed right before his eyes, Luffy couldn't remain calm, even at a moment like this.
Maud ignored Luffy's somewhat foolish question. Shadows spread across his left hand, silently swallowing Garp's severed arm into the Shadow Box space.
He knew very well that the Marines must have made thorough medical and logistical preparations before launching this war.
To eliminate even the slightest possibility of Garp reattaching his arm, hiding the severed limb inside the Shadow Box space was the safest choice.
"The thing I still find hardest to forget is how you punched Saul's left leg right in front of me."
Maud lowered his left hand and looked toward Garp. His gaze gradually grew sharp.
When he recalled the past, that sense of helplessness—the feeling of being unable to do anything—remained vivid in his mind.
Maud didn't want to experience the same thing again, which was why he had exhausted himself striving to become stronger.
"You broke one of Saul's legs, and I took one of your arms. Seems fair."
"..."
Holding down his bleeding left shoulder, Garp listened to Maud's words. His expression was grave, and he remained silent for a long time.
Perhaps it was because Luffy had beaten him with too many punches, or perhaps the pain in his left shoulder had spread elsewhere.
When Maud mentioned the battle in Mad Hatter Town from several years ago, the scars on Garp's face actually began to ache faintly.
How could he