Lucky Roux and the others felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.
This was the first time they had ever seen their Captain lose his composure like this.
Apparently, their Captain simply hadn't encountered anything he truly cared about before.
Benn Beckman sighed inwardly.
Of everyone here, he was the least willing to face Randall.
Unfortunately, he wasn't the Captain.
Now that the Captain had spoken, he was the first to respond.
The moment Shanks finished speaking, he raised his gun.
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Whatever else could be said, he certainly looked badass.
With Benn Beckman taking the lead, the others were quick to follow.
They all readied themselves for battle.
Yasopp also raised his gun and aimed at Randall.
"This is hilarious, Shanks. Where exactly does this inexplicable confidence of yours come from?
Did becoming one of the Three Emperors rot your brain?"
Standing amid the raging storm of Conqueror's Haki, Randall remained perfectly composed, as though nothing were happening.
He looked at Shanks with considerable amusement.
Then he glanced at Yasopp and Benn Beckman.
"Also, I really hate having guns pointed at me."
Under that single glance, Benn Beckman and Yasopp felt as though something utterly terrifying had set its sights on them.
That indifferent gaze gave them the unnerving sense that they could die at any moment.
They heard Randall's words, but before they could react—
A sharp crack rang out.
Both their guns shattered outright.
Benn Beckman and Yasopp paled in shock.
Both involuntarily took a step back.
What just happened?
How did he do that?
Benn Beckman's expression darkened.
He hadn't even come close to seeing how Randall had done it.
If he hadn't known that Randall was their only enemy—
He wouldn't even have been sure Randall was responsible!
Damn, their opponent had put them in their