Werther rose and drew Intent Blood with one hand.
As he stood, Kaido's men began backing away. They formed a wide circle around Werther, Gild Tesoro, and the others.
Werther had told them not to interfere. He was usually easy to get along with, but Kaido's men were still somewhat afraid of him.
"Lord Werther, kill them!"
"Hahaha! We get to watch Lord Werther fight from this close? What a treat!"
Werther ignored the Gifters. They were pirates through and through, capable of burning, killing, and plundering without a second thought. They also lived with their lives on the line.
"Will you surrender, or would you rather fight me? I'd suggest putting up a fight. Otherwise, this will be too boring."
The tip of Intent Blood lightly touched the ground, and the aura around Werther grew fiercer.
He was still badly wounded, but against a Devil Fruit User who relied entirely on his ability, he could take Gild Tesoro's head in under five minutes.
Sensing Werther's presence, Gild Tesoro instinctively took two steps back. He had believed that however strong Werther was, he could still resist him. But now that Werther stood before him, Gild Tesoro realized he might truly die here today.
"Wait. Is there really no room for a settlement? We have no bitter feud. Is taking my life more important than getting a fortune?"
No one wanted to die. Once Gild Tesoro realized he was no match for Werther, he began looking for another way to appease him.
"You lost the wager. That means your life stays here."
Werther remained unmoved and slowly closed in on Gild Tesoro and his companions.
Even more nervous than Gild Tesoro was Carina, the sweet-faced singer. She had been dragged into this through no fault of her own.
First, she had