Borsalino surveyed the island stained red with blood.
"How scary~"
"Is anyone on this island still alive~?"
"What kind of fruit was it~?"
"To cause such a huge commotion~"
As Sakazuki reclaimed his magma, he said:
"It wasn't just about the fruit. Some people were reaching too far."
"So I chopped their hands off. Trimmed them back a little."
"As for the fruit, why don't you have a little match with Bullet?"
Bullet grinned broadly, black Haki flowing over his fists as he looked at Borsalino.
Borsalino sounded curious.
"Oh~"
"A little match~?"
"Hmm-"
He rubbed his chin, striking a thoughtful pose.
While Borsalino was still thinking, Bullet spoke with a savage grin.
"Let's compare speed, Borsalino."
Borsalino paused for a moment.
"Hmm?"
He was puzzled. Why would anyone challenge him to a speed contest?
Whoosh-
Something sliced through the air.
Bullet appeared, his iron fist wreathed in flowing Armament Haki smashing into the spot Borsalino had just occupied.
Light gathered on a branch of the enormous mangrove behind them, and Borsalino appeared.
"How scary~"
"Appearing out of nowhere~ so fast~"
"Honestly~"
Bullet turned back with a savage grin.
"I'll catch you next time."
"Get ready."
Borsalino held his hands symmetrically before him, light gathering between them.
"Oh~"
"Is that so~?"
"Then I'll have to get a little serious~"
"Yasakani..."
Whoosh-
A hulking dark figure instantly blocked Borsalino from view.
Borsalino raised his head slightly, his pupils contracting sharply as he met Bullet's grinning face...
Time seemed to freeze...
Without warning, Borsalino vanished and reappeared in midair some distance away.
Before he could look toward the branch he had just left, a large hand coated in Armament Haki pressed down on his shoulder.
It forced him down to the ground...
Tap, tap-
The two landed.
With both hands in his