The Swordsman stood motionless while their own side came to blows. The bizarre sight made Sengoku's expression change.
He immediately wanted to go over and find out what was happening.
But Bullet was still in front of him.
With something this entertaining unfolding, how could Bullet let Sengoku stop it?
He immediately unleashed a barrage of punches at Sengoku.
If Sengoku insisted on leaving, that barrage alone would make him pay dearly.
After all, in a battle between experts, the smallest difference often decided victory or defeat.
Sometimes, taking just one more punch than your opponent was enough to turn the tide.
Sengoku clenched his teeth and stopped in his tracks.
While guarding against Bullet's attacks, he shouted:
"Randall, calm down! What exactly happened?"
Although he hadn't dealt with Randall much, he had learned something of his personality through Zephyr.
In short, he was a well-behaved(?) man who wouldn't go looking for trouble.
But that burst of Conqueror's Haki told Sengoku that something might have provoked Randall.
So there was no telling who was actually responsible for this mess.
Vice Admiral Ziegler was a slippery character. Sengoku couldn't say he liked him; he simply didn't dislike him.
Besides, Randall had ties to Zephyr, so Sengoku was already inclined to favor Randall.
That was why he wanted Randall to hold back for now and let him sort things out afterward.
But Randall was already seeing red.
If Ziegler had only attacked him, he could have barely managed to ignore it for now and settle the score properly after the mission.
The problem was that Ziegler had gone too far, repeatedly dancing through a minefield.
That had thoroughly ignited Randall's fury.
So Randall ignored Sengoku's calls and walked straight toward Ziegler.
Ziegler had only just climbed out of the hole.
"Cough, cough—"