Within the air. The Chaplin rose from the water and into the air. Its front Propellers spinning quickly and propelling the ship forward!
Inside the Ship. In the middle where a large arena shaped area that was only a two dozen feet wide. Sat a large medical area.
"Are you sure that this will work!" Diva said. Leaning over the operating table. "Are they going to be okay?!" Mar-Syl was crying as Leroy and Rhico sat laid next to each other on separate operating tables.
"Yes. I'm sure…" Low raised his hands up a scanline passing over his hands. Sterilizing him and the environment around him. "My Op Op Fruit allows me to control everything with in the Operating Theatre. Given Rook here is Unconscious, he too will be easy to operate on…"
Leroys injuries were as follows. Dozens of Lacerations across his skin. From minor scrapes to deep lacerations. From the inside of his thighs, to on his arm, and two on his stomach on either side. Internal Contusions, bleeding on the liver. Sprained ankle. Torn pectorals. Injured biceps. Swollen eye. Cracked jaw. Broken Clavicle. 8 broken ribs. Dozens of minor fractures across his skeleton. Inflammation of his lungs. Major Concussions. Broken knuckles, sprained hands.
All of this on top of the Poison still yet to be flushed by his kidneys.
Biggest of all. Was the massive wound across his chest by Kuroryu.
Leroy had also been awake for 48 hours From his trial, to being shipped off to Imperious Styx, Escaping. And heading towards Ingens, all to now. Not even a full day had passed for the entire battle of Ingens to start and finish
Rhico on the other hand suffered far less. A few bruises. Cuts. And minor wounds. But his internal organs were singled and damaged by the plasma of the Black Dragon Admiral.
Low got quick to work. Using the Ope to remove all foreign objects. Literally removing organs and allowing them to harmlessly float so that much like a tailor. He uses his Ope to reconnect muscles and vessels. And reset bones…
Days Passed. And Leroy stayed asleep in a dreamless slumber…
Elsewhere. In the Grand Line.
"Ragh!" A Sword swiped through the air! Cutting down…A Dinosaur?! A Raptor had a Large blade in its mouth! Swiping through the air with its powerful neck!
In a flash. The Predator was sliced down! Blood splattering!
"Phew…Hah…" Masamune Kale pulled the sword from his mouth. A sound alerted him to the Arrival of someone.
"Took you long enough…" He grumbled. Turning to face-
Hannibal Wolfheart
"You're still here." The Apex said flatly.
"I got no where else to go. And I can't meet back with my crew until a week has passed…" He said, tightening his fists. He was covered in bandages
"Its already been a week…" Another voice spoke. One that had been watching Kale the entire time from the stone steps. Wearing a thin short black lace dress.
Was Alice. The Woman from Hard Rock…
She had been going through withdrawals for weeks after she thought she died after being sent away by Benjamin Condent. Where she landed on the current island. Yharnam. A large murky black forest island with a Massive Oversized black wooden Mead Hall that was combined with a massive nailless Cathedral. Hundred of meters tall and hundreds more wide.
"But it's only been almost a week since I landed. We made an agreement to meet up on Desamare in a week. Even if theres a one percent chance that they'll be there. I have to take it…"
"I don't think Red Sash will be moving or traveling for some time…." Hannibal said. Body unmoving like a statue
"Why? What Happened? You said his brother was going to be executed? He must be hurt after rescuing him right?" He said with total faith in his Captain
"Last I Saw him. He was broken. Wounded so badly, that it was almost like he was on the verge of death. His Voice was faint…"
"Because Fire Brand died. He was killed right in front of Red Sashes eyes." He spoke plainly. So matter of factly.
"What?" He Kales face loosened. Mouth agape. Thoughts racing…Azar. He was nice. Charming even in the eyes of the First Mate. But how could he have died? He so strong…Kale imagine it. His captain…His best friend bleeding and broken…
"Thats not the only news. Here. This may make you reconsider." Hannibal tossed Kale a Rolled up news paper. His eyes widened. "Well..Wait…What? I…."
"I don't…" He furrowed his brow in concentration. Reading the words again and again "Oh…Oh! Heeheh…I see…I understand…"
"Yeah…I get it." He smiled.
"You can get it for as long as you like. But the rules remain the same. You are not to step foot in the Hall until every Bladesaur is defeated." Hannibal said. There was this strange course of events that was going on. Without even a word. It seemed that Wolfheart was training and testing Kale since the moment he found him…
On Cyprus
Rhico sat near Eliza. After the events of Leroys arrival. The Women on the Island had changed quiet quickly to accepting men on the island. Including Rhico, Zeke, and Low.
"Are you sure everythings okay?" Rhico asked. "With your title that is…"
"Yeah. I may have fought against a few marines and also left sometime during the war. But it was after Eudora's death. Meaning that I technically fulfilled my obligation. The World Government has given me a slap on the wrist. But luckily, if it hadn't been for the defeat of Barbary. It may have been even more Severe." She let out a stressful breath
Eliza wore a simple sweater and pants. Her wounds. Despite how minor. Were now totally healed save for a remaining bandaged that crossed over he breast
"Sanctions. They put sanctions on me. Which means we'll have to ration certain goods as deliveries can't be made nor can the crew go out."
"Yes. I understand that well. Marina has had sanctions put on us constantly. Its just another day of life there…" Rhico sighed. He wore a tank top. His strong but also bulbous body stretched the material. Bandages wrapped around his body.
"Leroy should be awake any time now…" Low interrupted. Sitting at the table with his feet on the table.
"And what is it you have planned, Ned?" Eliza asked with a sneer of impatience
"Well…With the everything going on…I still have my goal. And I gotta do it. And get stronger. I'm apart of Red Sashes Armada now. Can't let him down…" He lit two cigars in his mouth. Both in the corner, small enough to fit.
"I too have my own plan. One I promised to Leroy back on Desmare. We have an agreement and I'm going to make sure it seen through…" Zeke said. Lighting a half bent pipe with a match.