146 Worry rampant amidst the rookie crew (1/2)

Marco growled as he spat a small wad of blood from his mouth. He was furious!

Not only had he managed to catch his opponent off guard he had also pushed him to a point of abject desperation, and still the Vice Admiral had escaped.

Whatever the case, Marco had to admit, that a Vice Admiral suddenly bursting with all the powers that they possessed would startle even the most battle hardened member on his crew, save of course for the captain.

Still, he had managed to land a successful hit. One that had left his opponent badly wounded with a large gash on his neck. Were it not for his frigid abilities he would have n doubt bled to death.

With a slow sigh he straightened out perking up as he inhaled graciously. This was no time to be down on things, he had to give chase!

Instantly blue fire shot across his arms as they transformed into the deific wings that his devil fruit provided him. With a deep thud, he leapt off the ground flying furiously through the thicket of trees that surrounded him.

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Sakazuki growled, as he gazed judgementally at his fallen comrade. Not only had he been defeated bringing shame to the organization that they were both a part of, he had also done it in a place that would bring an untold amount of damage to the 'Justice' of the world.

The only consolation that the magma human could think of was that he had taken revenge. A few meters behind him a charred body lay, smoking and sizzling in the air.

That was Thatch, and though he was alive, how long he could live for was anybody's guess. Sakazuki chuckled to himself slightly; all the stress that he had pent up had left his system.

As he shaved through the muddy forest floor, he could already see the forest begin to thin as they drew closer to the sandy shore. Fun aside, he had to hurry. He had been ordered to return, and though it pained him to admit it, in the instance at hand, it was a measly captain that was giving it.

Were it not for the naval codex that had been beaten into him by his instructor, chances are that he would have ignored the order consequences be damned he would have hunted every single low life that existed on this island torching anyone that provided even a smidgen of aid to them.

His colleague groaned on his shoulder as he winced unconsciously. The rapid movement had no doubt caused his wounds to flare up, and though he was not yet awake to face the pangs, even a slight bit of stimulus was enough to force his brain to wail in abject agony.