"Got you!"
Crocodile sneered, a trace of smugness on his face. After being frustrated time and again, he had finally caught the troublesome guy who had given him such a headache.
Standing before him was Rodney, his entire body wrapped in sand, with only his head exposed.
Although he had been caught, there was not a trace of fear on his face. He remained calm and carefree, a faint smile hanging on his lips as he asked softly, "Do you really think you've caught me?"
"What?" Crocodile froze. Could it be another clone?
"When did you start thinking you'd caught my real body?" With a bang, he transformed into a wooden stake. Crocodile thought, Just as I thought. He hurriedly turned around, scattering sand to defend his front.
His body suddenly split in two, sand spilling from the wound. When he looked back, Rodney was wielding a blade and hacking down repeatedly. There was no technique to his attacks whatsoever as he tore Crocodile's body to pieces.
"It's useless. You can't use water anymore, can you? Die, Rodney!" Crocodile re-formed his body. On his right hand, extremely fine and densely packed sand condensed into a sharp blade, stabbing toward Rodney's chest.
"He~tui!!"
A glob of thick phlegm, rich in water, landed on the top of Crocodile's head, drenching him like a drowned rat.
Crocodile: "..."
"Haha, sorry. My throat wasn't feeling too good. Cough, cough, let's continue." Rodney wore an apologetic smile, looking thoroughly honest and simple-minded, though his eyes darted slyly.
I'll be damned if I believe you!
"You're insulting me!!"
"No, no, I didn't mean to insult you. It's just..." Rodney tilted his head. "I think this is really fun."
"Bastard! I'll definitely kill you, turn you into a mummy, and put you at the very top of