Rain Dinners, Rain Dinners.
Crocodile, his entire body shrouded in a thin layer of sand, returned to his "crocodile's den."
As soon as he stepped into Rain Dinners and saw the state of the casino's interior, Sand Crocodile couldn't help muttering a curse.
"Damn that White Dragon!"
When Crocodile had seen the Blue-Eyes White Dragon atop the Rain Dinners pyramid earlier, he'd already feared the worst for his lair...
Now Crocodile had returned to Rain Dinners.
The first thing to meet his eyes was a sight of "clay hell" enough to scare any ordinary person to death!
Endless white clay had packed the inside of the Rain Dinners pyramid to the brim.
From the casino staff to the ordinary customers who had come to gamble—
every single person was encased in white clay, transformed into an immobile, speechless "clay statue."
The inside of Rain Dinners was utterly silent, without a trace of its usual feverish atmosphere.
After cursing, Crocodile's assessment of Storm's strength rose another notch.
With his keen eye, he could tell that Rain Dinners had been completely "clayfied"...
This ability to transform the surrounding environment on such a vast scale was called—
Devil Fruit Awakening!
"White Dragon's Clay Fruit... has already been developed to the level of Awakening!"
At the thought, Crocodile's already displeased expression darkened further.
Because during the "battle" just now,
apart from the Blue-Eyes White Dragon at the very beginning, Storm had barely used the Clay Fruit's abilities at all.
Storm had knocked down Crocodile, one of the Shichibukai, using nothing but his fists...
Crocodile was furious, but couldn't find a good reason to vent his anger.
Was he supposed to blame himself for being too weak? Or blame Storm for hitting too hard?
"White Dragon... bastard..."
Crocodile muttered under his breath as he hurried