The Flying Pirates had left.
The remaining criminals had not given up.
Not even in the face of a monster like Garp.
Most chose to jump straight into the sea, clinging to the scattered wreckage of the shattered warship to keep themselves afloat.
Under cover of darkness, they fled Impel Down as fast as they could.
Some pirates, however, dared not face the dark sea, believing it would mean certain death.
They would rather stay in Impel Down.
After all, to them, the only way out of Impel Down was through the Gate of Justice, toward Enies Lobby or Marine Headquarters.
And that was impossible.
The Gate of Justice was tightly shut, while the surrounding Sea Area was riddled with dangerous whirlpools and unpredictable currents.
A few clever pirates also hid around Impel Down.
Reinforcements from Marine Headquarters were bound to arrive, and more prisoners would eventually be brought to Impel Down aboard prison ships.
As long as they stayed alive, they would have a chance to sneak out of this Sea Area aboard the warships coming and going, though it would not be easy.
This was the sight that greeted Magellan when he rushed out of Impel Down.
Tears poured uncontrollably from his eyes as he fell to his knees, bracing both hands against the ground.
In less than an hour, all of Impel Down had fallen once again.
Countless criminals had been freed and escaped.
And what of Impel Down?
The forces it had painstakingly rebuilt had been slaughtered again, with fewer than one in ten of its personnel still alive.
Magellan was in agony. The helplessness welling up from deep within left him utterly despairing.
Warden Doto had been killed.
Shiryu, who had joined Impel Down alongside him, had betrayed them.
The two of them, hailed as