Meanwhile, elsewhere on Egghead Island, amid its labyrinthine interior passages and ruined areas.
Saint Saturn and Blackbeard walked silently through a corridor, one behind the other.
Saint Saturn's steps were steady, his cane tapping out a regular rhythm against the floor.
Behind him, however, Blackbeard's expression grew darker and more impatient.
He kept scanning their surroundings, the corners of his mouth turned down, clearly seething with pent-up anger.
Finally, after they rounded yet another corner to find nothing but scorch marks, Blackbeard could no longer hold back.
"Hey! Lord Elder!" He stopped, his voice thick with irritation.
"What the hell are you doing? Sightseeing? What's there to see on this lousy island?!"
He strode up beside Saint Saturn, trying to stand "eye to eye" with one of the world's highest authorities despite their difference in height, his tone heated.
"If you ask me, we should go straight to Vegapunk right now!
That old bastard must have hidden the core data, but there have to be clues!
With our abilities, how could we fail to find it?"
He licked his lips around the gaps in his teeth, a vicious gleam flashing in his eyes. "Or we could join forces and attack the Straw Hat Pirates!"
"Straw Hat Boy just fought me. There's no way he's recovered his stamina yet. He's at his weakest right now!
The fighters under him-the Green-Haired Swordsman, that Black Leg cook, and Jinbe-have all been wrecked by my men!
They won't be recovering anytime soon!"
The more Blackbeard spoke, the more convinced he became that he was right, and his voice grew louder.
"Now Straw Hat Boy's practically a commander without an army, with only a few small-fry crewmates left!
If we team up, taking them down would be a piece of cake!
We could eliminate that