Sometimes, coincidences worked like this. What had seemed like a search for a needle in the ocean had unknowingly struck right at the target.
In a basement covered in dried, blackened bloodstains, three women were engaged in a brutal fight to the death.
Catarina Devon wanted to break free from her restraints, and Sola naturally would not allow it. As they struggled, Sola twisted Catarina Devon's restrained right arm toward herself, trying to snap it outright, while her left fist repeatedly smashed into Catarina Devon.
Amid the barrage of blows, Catarina Devon proved ruthless as well. Seizing the instant when Sola's fist rose again before it could fall, she slammed her head directly into Sola's.
Taking advantage of the opening, Catarina Devon roared and swung her left hand at Sola's arm wrapped around her right arm, while the restrained arm struggled with all its strength!
Caught off guard, Sola's hold on Catarina Devon's arm was broken. The next moment, she caught a flash of shadow from the corner of her eye—a venomous high heel, coated in black Haki, stabbed toward Sola's eye.
"Iron Branch Black Rail!"
At the critical moment, black iron branches lined up side by side, forming a black iron plate that blocked the incomparably vicious attack.
Catarina Devon took the opportunity to leap back two steps, opening the distance as she faced the two of them.
"I didn't expect two little girls to possess such strength. The Marines truly have deep reserves."
Catarina Devon licked the blood from the corner of her mouth and grinned savagely. "But you dared to injure my face. Today, you'll leave your heads behind as additions to my collection!
"The heads of beautiful female Marines would be precious even among my collection..."
"Iron Branch Black Prison!"
Hina did not waste words with