Foxy looked up, the terror still on his face, and saw his crew closing in.
Something was wrong with their expressions.
Gone was the timid eagerness to please him.
"W-what are you doing?"
No one answered.
The burly man at the front crouched before Foxy, looked him in the eye, and punched him in the face.
"Without your Devil Fruit, what the hell makes you our captain?"
Fists rained down on him.
"Stop!"
Foxy curled up on the ground, clutching his head and shouting, but no one listened.
The crew he had bullied and tormented with his powers let out all their pent-up resentment.
Dust billowed across the Ring-Shaped Archipelago as curses mingled with screams.
High above, the golden ship had taken to the air again and was slowly flying into the distance.
Kuina stood on the deck, a Seastone blade in her hand, watching the Ring-Shaped Archipelago shrink below.
She turned toward Naruto on his throne.
"Senior Naruto, where are we going next?"
Naruto sat on the throne, holding the power of the Slow-Slow Fruit in his palm.
It shifted slowly above his hand like a fish that had been caught and was still trying to struggle free.
Naruto glanced at Kuina. "Nowhere for the time being."
"We'll train on the ship!"
"Yes, Senior Naruto!" Kuina nodded.
She walked to an open stretch of deck, held her Seastone blade before her, spread her feet, took a deep breath, and began to swing.
One strike, two strikes, three!
Naruto watched for a while, then turned his attention back to the power of the Slow-Slow Fruit in his palm.
Then he swallowed it whole.
The power of the Slow-Slow Fruit burst apart the instant it entered his body.
It tried to alter the structure of his body.
Naruto closed his