The Flames, If You Run Now, You Can Still Make It in Time.

Onigashima.

Clusters of dark clouds filled the sky, while waves surged high near the coast.

To the Beasts Pirates stationed on Onigashima, this seemingly terrible weather was already the norm.

"Did you hear something just now?"

A burly, curly-browed man wearing a Beasts Pirates uniform stood guard outside the prison. He tilted his head toward his tall, skinny companion.

"No."

The skinny man shook his head, then asked, "What did you hear?"

"Something like a huge rock hitting the ground."

"Could it have been thunder?"

"Mm, it didn't sound like thunder. Maybe I heard wrong."

"You probably did. Speaking of which... isn't it almost time to change shifts?"

The skinny man looked toward the entrance at the end of the corridor, where a faint light flickered.

The curly-browed man folded his arms and pursed his lips. "Two more hours."

"That long...?"

The skinny man let out a weary sigh.

Guarding this cold, damp prison was torture to him.

"Hang in there."

The curly-browed man wanted to change shifts as soon as possible too. This post was simply too boring.

Tap, tap...

Just then, footsteps came from the entrance.

The curly-browed man and the skinny man suddenly looked toward it.

Yamato, wearing an oni mask and carrying a lunchbox, strode toward them.

"Master Yamato, Lord King gave orders that you're not allowed to visit the prisoner in that cell again."

Seeing Yamato approaching with the lunchbox, the curly-browed man took two steps forward. He did not back down because of Yamato's identity.

Yamato said nothing as she came before the curly-browed man and the skinny man.

The curly-browed man and the skinny man, determined to carry out their orders, blocked Yamato's path without the slightest intention of yielding.

"I won't make things difficult for you."

Yamato set the lunchbox down.

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