After Ryan hung up, Pangaea Castle fell silent once more.
"The prey has taken the bait!" an old man in a black suit said in a deep voice. He had curly white hair, a bushy white beard, a flat cap, and a scar on the left side of his face.
"Next comes the time to reel them in!" said another old man in a dark blue suit, with long, straight white hair and an equally long beard.
An old man in a dark red suit, without a bow tie, with blond hair, a blond beard, and a scar across his chest, said, "That's right. The Bloody Swordsman is still too young! We promised to spare those two, but that doesn't mean others won't act!"
"Garp has become far too presumptuous. He actually dared to defy us in public. If not for us, would they have survived this time?" sneered one of the Five Elders, dressed in a dark green suit. He was bald, with two splayed mustaches and a birthmark on his forehead. Clearly, he was extremely displeased with what Garp had just said.
"That's right!"
"The Marines need to be brought into line as well!"
His words drew repeated agreement from the others.
"Enough. Make the preparations. This isn't the time to move against the Marines. We'll still need their strength next," said an old man in a white robe. Bald and bespectacled, he was the only one among the Five Elders who wore neither a suit nor a beard. A katana rested in his hand.
His words settled the matter.
While one matter unfolded, another began elsewhere.
After destroying the Transponder Snail, Ryan looked coldly at Sengoku and the other two. "Get lost!"
"You!" Akainu had a fiery temper to begin with. Ryan's attitude was infuriating, as though