Shiliew loosened his grip on his sword, glanced at Teach, then looked at the approaching members of the Beasts Pirates. A cold smile curled his lips. "That's right. Since the plan fell through, we should go our separate ways."
He had only followed Teach to find a chance to leave Impel Down. Now that Teach had become everyone's target, he had no interest in dying alongside him.
Avalo Pizarro lowered the massive axe from his shoulder and planted it on the ground, spitting. "Then we split! I've been sick of that fat bastard for ages!"
He edged toward the outskirts of the battlefield, hoping to slip away amid the chaos. As long as he survived, a man of his abilities could become a boss anywhere.
Meanwhile, Teach lay on the ground, watching the people around him prepare to scatter. Inside, he was crying bitterly!
He had spent so long painstakingly plotting everything, from killing Thatch to steal his fruit, to storming Impel Down to recruit a crew, to invading Marineford to steal the Tremor-Tremor Fruit. Success had been within reach, only for Mu Chen to expose every secret with a few words. Now even his own people were abandoning him.
"You can't leave! As long as you help me escape, I'll be your captain! I'll get you even stronger fruits!"
Teach roared. He refused to accept that his plan had been ruined just like that, but no matter what he said now, no one paid him any attention.
Dai Peng had already begun retreating toward the perimeter, Pizarro had slipped into the crowd of fleeing pirates, and Shiliew leaned against a stone pillar, watching the show with his sword held against him.
Everyone knew Teach was a hot potato now. Anyone who touched him would suffer. Even Van Augur and