Inside a secluded cave, Werther casually tossed Blackbeard's subordinate, a Pirate, aside, then took the Seastone Handcuffs from his Pocket Watch and locked them around the man's wrists.
Seastone Handcuffs were essential equipment for killing, arson, and dealing with female Devil Fruit Users. Of course Werther carried them, and he had brought plenty.
"What are you going to do with him? Kill him?"
Werther glanced calmly at Carmensen Silver Fox and said,
"You'd better leave first. What's about to happen here may be more than you can stomach."
Carmensen Silver Fox hesitated but stayed where she was. She said nothing more.
Werther drew Intent Blood and slashed the bearded guard's face. The sharp blade cut through flesh, leaving a wound deep enough to expose bone. Blood poured out.
At the sight, Carmensen Silver Fox's delicate brows drew together. She had never seen anything so cruel.
The pain jolted the bearded guard awake. The instant he came to, he sprang up from the ground. Judging by the force of the movement, he probably wasn't a Devil Fruit User.
Werther had expected that reaction. He kicked the guard square in the chest.
The force hurled the bearded guard backward. He struck the cave wall with a bang and slowly slid down.
"Do you know who the hell I am? You dare tie me up? You might be stronger than me, but you're dead! I'm one of Admiral Teach's men."
Blood streamed down the guard's face, making his expression even more vicious. He fixed Werther with a venomous stare.
But as he stared, his expression began to change: first bewilderment, then doubt, and finally despair.
"Thunder Swordsman Werther. It has to be you. That face, those two swords."
The bearded guard seemed to use all his strength to get the words out. Every