In the ruins.
Luffy lay motionless on the ground.
His white hair had completely faded, and the white ribbon-like cloud around his shoulders and neck had vanished with it. His whole body looked shriveled, as if he had suddenly aged decades.
His cheeks were sunken, his limbs weak, and even his breathing was frighteningly faint.
Pizarro stood not far away.
He first rubbed his swollen face, then pushed his tongue against the gap where a tooth had been knocked out. His expression grew darker and darker.
"I'm gonna kill this brat, meow!"
Boom!
His more-than-seven-meter-tall body took a step forward. His massive beast claw rose, rapidly covered in Armament Haki.
Luffy's eyes were still open, but he could not even lift a finger.
If that claw came down, it could crush his head outright.
"Wait!"
Devon suddenly spoke.
Pizarro stopped himself abruptly, his beast claw hanging less than half a meter above Luffy's head.
"What?"
He turned around, his tone clearly irritated.
Devon ignored him.
She walked straight over and crouched beside Luffy.
She reached out and pinched a lock of hair that had returned to black, then glanced at Luffy's arm.
Just like before, it was still an ordinary rubber body.
From the outside, there was no trace left of that white form.
But Devon had seen it clearly.
The ground had softened, his body had twisted however he pleased, and his Conqueror's Haki had suddenly surged.
Even after losing his ability to fight, he had forcibly stood back up again.
She had never seen an ability like that before...
Devon raised her head.
"That Devil Fruit ability from earlier."
"Have you ever seen it before?"
Pizarro frowned but said nothing.
Shot walked over with a wine jug in his arms and shook his head as well.
All three