Garp watched Byrnndi World's retreating back closely but did not attack.
Continuing the fight would achieve nothing.
He was alone, and there was no way he could defeat Byrnndi World.
Even with his adjutant's help, it would be impossible.
There were still so many soldiers on the island. One wrong move, and they would be caught in the battle.
Protecting the Marines' lives mattered more than fighting.
Though Byrnndi World had left, Garp felt no better.
This was not the end. It was only the beginning.
Byrnndi World hung over the World Government and the Marines like the sword of Damocles.
When the time came, the real battle would begin.
Byrnndi World was only one man, but given his ability, no one would underestimate him.
They did not know what he was planning or whether he had any Dyna Stone left.
If he did, he held a weapon of mass destruction in his hands.
They could not afford to count on luck.
The G-3 Branch was still in chaos.
Garp and World's violent clash had destroyed countless buildings and badly damaged the ground.
Before that, Byrnndi World had mercilessly slaughtered a great number of Marines.
There were bodies to deal with and many other tasks ahead.
They were relieved that a terrifying enemy like Byrnndi World had left, but their spirits had scarcely improved.
The fate of their base commander, Rear Admiral Krizalid, was still unknown.
He had risked his life to hold Byrnndi World back for a little while.
No one knew how many people that had saved.
Krizalid had long commanded great respect at the G-3 Branch. He rewarded and punished fairly, and he was generous with money.
He shared the treasure seized from pirates with his subordinates.
Many Marines had also gone from the G-3 Branch to