[b][color=8882be]Argin Kingdom - Aposta Meduse[/color][/b]
 
[color=ed1c24]“You didn’t see it but, that man could squeeze through the tiniest crevices. Perhaps that might be how he tore Scruffy apart from the inside… Urgh…” [/color]Alesia covered her mouth for two purposes, to keep herself from retching at the disgusting forethought of Arafael’s remains, and also to prevent that man from accessing her windpipe with that less than solid form. [color=ed1c24]“I heard stories of Logia Fruits from Mister Flint, but this is worse than I thought.”[/color]
 
The air of the Church Hall was too musty, it would be difficult to churn out any big fire without going berserk. An effect of Evans’ Devil Fruit. Him being dispatched to this church might be more than a mere coincidence.
 
Alesia’s whirling blade crossed Evans’ body. She knew that wasn’t enough to do anything, but desperately she tapped onto her Devil Fruit abilities, putting all means she had with that one slash of hers, the grasp of her cutlass felt more distant than it looked…
 
The subsequent exchange of attacks disarmed the Cutthroat Evans’ dagger with a loud clang. [i]That fruit only affects his body after all![/i]

[color=ed1c24]“Just topple it! We’ll regroup at the inn!”[/color] Alesia ordered. Despite so, the main support was already slipping from that Dragon Bakuto’s grasp. The silvered embroidered cross broke away. It is clear that the Church could not support itself any longer.

An attack like that was clearly beyond Alesia’s capabilities. It would have killed that man, had he not been a Logia user.

The church topples, the group would seize that opportunity to escape. 
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A man squeezed himself through the fine gaps between the debris and rubble. Literally so, the Mist man converged itself back on top of the Church Ruins. He had lost those pirates. [i]Aren't the main target however...[/i] 
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[b]Evening at the inn of Argin.[/b]

A woman of grey cloak entered the inn. Short for a figure to be wearing such a cape, but she gazed at the list of bounty posters among the inn's notice board. Numbers that are higher than those the Pirate Captain was used to. Even the lowest of the Board would be considered a notorious pirate had it been in East Blue. The 'Cutthroat' Roarn Evans and Ezequiel's were amongst the list. None of those weren't of the poster she was looking for.

Alesia 'the Gale' found herself bringing her dagger towards an old, browning wanted poster. All there was silence as the glass of the display plague shimmered into pieces. The Name, Face and Bounty of the enemy, Rel'chunk, one with a former bounty of two hundred and ten million, eight hundred thousand berries.

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[h2]'[i]Cutthroat[/i]' Roarn Evans
Bounty: 50,000,000[/h2]

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[h2]'[i][color=f7941d]Slayer[/color][/i]' Ezequiel[/h2]
[i]Known fruit: Crumple Crumple Fruit[/i]
[h2]Bounty: 116,000,000[/h2]


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[h2]'[i]Lord of the Evening[/i]' Rel'chunk

One of the Seven Warlords

[u]Former Bounty[/u]
210,800,000
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