"Where are they?!"
The Five Elders, who had been smashed to death again by the Cat Can just after reviving and had been forced to spend time reviving once more, stared with bloodshot eyes at Sengoku and the others, who were dragging their severely injured bodies around to help the other Marines.
"...We couldn't keep them here."
After a moment of silence, Sengoku answered the Five Elders' question, whose answer was already obvious.
"You're all useless!"
Saint Mars had been dissatisfied with these ineffectual Marines ever since setting out for the "Underworld." But since he still needed their help handling miscellaneous affairs down there, he had shown none of it, even when he saw Garp holding back and Ryokugyu being pinned down by a bunch of weaklings with Flamethrowers.
But after being thrashed by a member of the Cat Mink Tribe who appeared to have been modified, Saint Mars was too furious and humiliated to spare any consideration for the Marines' feelings.
The other Five Elders felt the same. This was their first collective operation in hundreds of years. They had never made such a grand show of force even against Rocks or Pirate King Roger.
Yet this collective deployment had achieved nothing, leaving these self-proclaimed gods utterly humiliated and enraged. But "gods" could never be wrong, so the Five Elders naturally took their anger out on the Marines who had been there to "assist."
And through telepathy, they quickly agreed on the most suitable target for venting their anger-
Garp, Dragon's biological father, who had deliberately held back on the battlefield, had a "D" in his name, and whose strength had begun to decline with age, was clearly the perfect choice.
"You lot! Take the traitor Monkey D. Garp into custody for colluding with the enemy!"
Saint Saturn casually