In the alley.
Redfield stood all alone, lost in a daze.
Had those cheerful fellows died long ago?
That was only natural. After all, these hands and this sword had killed plenty of people too.
"Brook, Shane."
Red the Aloof had never expected to encounter an old acquaintance here.
Much less had he expected Shane to make Brook a crewmate.
This man was too strange. Everything he did ran counter to so many people Redfield had met.
Even the Pirate Crew he had assembled was strange.
"Which Admiral will come?"
"No, it doesn't matter."
"I wouldn't worry about someone like him."
Red the Aloof left through the far end of the alley.
No matter how many battleships there were, none would move to stop him as he passed.
The consequences of provoking this man were the most terrifying.
The gale grew fiercer, as though it would blow the entire Sabaody Archipelago away.
Many people could not even open their eyes and could only retreat into their homes.
Alarms sounded across the islands.
One could only imagine what a major incident had occurred!
As the Marine Battleships formed a shackle around the island, a bitter fight had become inevitable.
"A real Admiral is coming!"
Fisher Tiger pressed a hand to Jinbe's shoulder.
"We can dive underwater and head back."
Jinbe knew that if they did not return soon, the fellows in the Fish-Man District would start worrying.
"Shane has already exhausted too much stamina fighting. Everyone in his Pirate Crew has suffered injuries. If they have to face an Admiral's onslaught now, I'm afraid they'll all die here!"
Compassion appeared in Fisher Tiger's eyes, but what could he do?
Go into the sea and stir up the currents to keep the Marine Battleships from advancing?
"Let's go!"
He could not let