Dressrosa, Underground Trade Harbor.
A hulking man sat on the ground, drinking wine and eating meat, while a man in a pink feather coat stood nearby.
The man on the ground was Jack. He watched the toys loading cargo with open impatience.
He had come to Dressrosa not only to buy Artificial Devil Fruits, but also to purchase a large quantity of weapons.
Just as Jack lifted the huge jar of wine before him for another drink, his hand stopped.
"Who does that presence belong to?"
Jack looked at Doflamingo beside him.
"Don't worry about it. He's a friend of mine."
Doflamingo immediately knew things were going badly. Sugar had failed to keep Werther occupied; he could sense Werther's presence too.
"Your friend? With a presence that arrogant, is he trying to provoke me?"
If Jack had not been so strong, Doflamingo would have stomped on his face.
As far as Doflamingo could tell through his Observation Haki, Werther was not projecting his presence at all. He was merely strolling through Dressrosa.
But Jack had already risen and started walking toward Werther.
"Hey, Jack. Our deal isn't finished, and he's my friend. What do you think you're doing?"
Jack stopped and turned to Doflamingo, his gaze ice-cold.
"Joker, if the boss didn't want an army of Devil Fruit users, I'd kill you right now."
Then Jack turned and headed out of the Underground Trade Harbor.
Doflamingo kicked the jar Jack had been drinking from, sending it flying. Veins bulged across his forehead.
"That brainless bastard. All the better if Werther kills him."
After taking a few deep breaths, Doflamingo took out a Den Den Mushi and placed a call.
The Den Den Mushi was answered almost at once.
"Doffy, why call when you're this close? I can already sense you."