Good reached out and seized Who's-Who's wrist, his pectoral muscles gradually contracting as he exerted force, squeezing Who's-Who's fingers like a dough roller.
"Argh! It hurts!"
Who's-Who screamed in pain, straining to lift his head and opening his mouth wide.
"Stop it, bastard!"
"Fang Pistol!"
His jaws snapped shut, sending a fang-like slash biting toward Good's head!
"Smack!"
The slash was slapped to pieces!
Who's-Who gaped in shock.
Hey, hey, hey, you've got to be kidding!
His Fang Pistol could easily bite through steel. Ordinary Haki couldn't possibly withstand it, yet Good had shattered it with a slap.
Wait, what was that?
Who's-Who looked at Good's hand. It was a red claw. He remembered Good displaying a similar form when he defeated Holdem in the Banquet Hall before the expedition.
A partial transformation?!
Damn it, he wasn't going to give up that easily!
"Tempest-"
"Squish!"
Before he could lift his leg, Good's shoe came down on his toes. The intense pain made every hair on Who's-Who's body stand on end.
"Meow!!!"
It hurt, it hurt so much!
The next instant, a large hand seized his face.
Even his skull felt as though it was about to be crushed!
"Wait, I surrender!"
This time, Who's-Who was truly terrified. He begged loudly for mercy, having already realized the gap between them.
The guy in front of him was a monster!
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I surrender!"
"Wrong?"
Good questioned him coldly.
"What did you do wrong?"
"I shouldn't have competed with you for the right to challenge!"
Who's-Who pleaded in terror.
Good slowly raised his fist, closing his fingers one by one.
"Wrong. Think again."
"I..."
Who's-Who stared at Good's fist, his heart nearly leaping out of his chest.
"I shouldn't have abducted those women?"
"Wrong."
"I-I shouldn't have provoked you!"