The two soon reunited with the Sun Pirates members who had seized the warship.
In the infirmary, the ship's doctor Aladine urgently treated Fisher Tiger's wounds. Yet faced with his horribly collapsed chest and internal organs that had nearly been shattered, even his medical skills seemed utterly powerless.
Although timely rescue had kept Fisher Tiger from dying of excessive blood loss as he had in the original history, Borsalino's light-speed kick, packed with terrifying power, had inflicted injuries far deadlier than thousands of lead bullets. Fisher Tiger's life force was rapidly guttering like a candle in the wind.
As death approached, Fisher Tiger tightly gripped Jinbe's hand and finally revealed the shameful past he had buried deep in his heart—the humiliation of having once been a Celestial Dragon slave.
His breathing was weak, but he sternly warned the companions gathered around his bed not to take their anger out on the humans of Foolshout Island because of his death.
"...The ones who can truly change their way of thinking... are the next generation... Don't let hatred... continue in a cycle..."
After entrusting them with all his final wishes, the fish-man hero used the last of his strength to name Jinbe as the Sun Pirates' successor. Then his arm fell limply, and he closed his eyes forever.
Grief-stricken sobs rose inside the cabin.
Although the Adams Pirates' intervention meant Fisher Tiger had not died in the tragedy of "refusing human blood," Arlong had already harbored a bone-deep hatred for humans. Seeing the boss he revered die at the hands of a human admiral caused the resentment he had long suppressed to erupt like a volcano.
"Humans... They all deserve to die!!"
Arlong's eyes turned bloodshot as he roared and prepared to lead men back to the island for revenge.
"Arlong! Stop!