"What do you Blue Sea people think you're doing?"
Seeing them send a little girl out to face him, Shura grew furious. "Don't get ahead of yourself. Don't think I'll show mercy just because you're a little girl."
"You don't have to push yourselves." Gan Fall leaped onto Pierre, lance in hand, and fixed Shura with a frown.
"I may be old, but I still deserve the title of Sky Knight. I took your money, so naturally I have to do my part—Hey, wait! What is this?"
Before he could finish, several thin snakes made of sand rose out of nowhere and wrapped around Gan Fall and Pierre, binding them tightly.
No matter how hard Gan Fall struggled, he couldn't break free. He gritted his teeth and growled, "Damn it, what is this stuff?"
"Don't worry, old man," Lina said calmly. "Just let her handle it. Don't interrupt while I'm showing off."
Feeling the sand snakes tightly binding him, Gan Fall looked at the fine sand coiling around the staff in Mage Undead's hand and couldn't help feeling alarmed.
He knew about Devil Fruit powers and had an idea what the sand snakes were, but how well a Devil Fruit's power could be used depended entirely on its user.
The fact that he couldn't break free even with all his strength meant that his opponent had completely surpassed him. And all this from a little girl?
Gan Fall turned his gaze back to Shura in the sky. It seemed they truly didn't need his help.
"A hundred points? That's hard to believe." Shura bared his teeth in a vicious grin and dove down on his vulture.
"Just a bunch of Blue Sea people, and you think you're on my level?"
The vulture opened its beak, and a spark flared inside.