His and Doffy's injuries would probably have made any doctor silently pack up their tools and turn away.
"Since he escaped, revenge won't be far behind."
Rossi raised his eyes to everyone sitting or standing in the hall. "From now on, go out in groups of three.
Keep your companions in sight-and be especially wary of that face that can change."
With Gamenio's skills and the uncanny nature of his fruit, anyone who encountered him alone probably wouldn't even have a chance to cry out.
Not everyone was as accustomed to staying alert in the shadows as Rossi. Even Gion had suffered at the hands of that face.
"Understood."
"Got it."
Scattered replies sounded through the hall.
The disordered responses collided in the air.
One glance at the layers of bandages covering Rossi and Doffy was enough to understand the weight of Gamenio's threat.
Those wounds did indeed bear marks left by the Silver-Eyed Lion King Ricardo, but everyone knew they couldn't count on a Navy expert descending from the sky in future battles-if not for Gion's precise ** leaving Gamenio with festering wounds that couldn't heal, bone-gnawing pain and itching, and a fighting spirit that kept crumbling, this battle would probably have ended differently long ago.
"Now, I assume no one objects to the distribution we're about to make?"
Rossi's gaze swept slowly around the room.
Bainessarna was carefully tending Doffy's wounds. At those words, he merely nodded and tapped his fingertips against the back of his chair.
"Fine."
Knock, knock, knock.
Just then, someone knocked on the hall doors.
"Come in."
Gladius hurried over and pulled the doors open. Several figures stepped inside.
Tsuru led the way in a field officer's coat, with Vinsmoke Judge in full combat gear beside her.
No one mentioned it, but everyone remembered