57 Dance Powder and Cactus Juice

[Evos' POV]

I grabbed a cloth sack and started to collect the piles of gold treasure and berri, the ones that weren't melted and charred to hell. "You couldn't have waited a bit longer. Almost a quarter of this is ruined."

Sighing, Ace took out his bag, "It's still a lot of money besides Soren won't know the difference." I shook my head, "Soren says that you already owe him. Who says I won't tell him?" Ace froze, "You wouldn't."

"Oh, you don't know what I would do, but maybe we can work something out." Ace scoffed, "I liked you a lot better when you didn't talk. You're imprinting on Soren way too much."

Ace and Evos continued to bicker, unaware on a roof a pair of eyes and ears were spying on them. Robin uncrossed her arms and opened her eyes, "Two of them are in the vault room right now. The person who created the clones is most likely Soren D. Arvil, commander in Whitebeards crew."

Crocodile exhaled a thick plume of smoke and stood, "I'm going out, have Mr. 1 and Miss Double Finger deal with them." Robin nodded, seemingly uncaring, "Do you think you stand a chance against him?"

The warlord tossed away his cigar and put it out with his foot, "Maybe, though I have more cards up my sleeves than he does."

Leana walked through the hallway, her red heels clicking against the marble floor, "Now if I were something expensive, where would I be." Raising her nose in the air, Leana sniffed, catching onto several scent trails.

Then something strange wafted through the air. Leana had never smelled something like this before. Turning down the hallway, Leana came to a plain wall, but Leana could smell something behind it.

Tracing her hand up and down the stone, Leana's hand caught on something, and she pressed down. The wall shook before sliding back, revealing a small room filled with a large sack filled with a sort of green powder.

Bending down, Leana grabbed some of the powder and smelled it, though she still had no idea what it was. "It has to be worth something."

A pair of eyes spied on Leana and frowned, "Mr.1, someone has found the supply of dance powder. She can not leave here alive." Robin talked to Mr.1, creating a mouth on his clothing.

The bounty hunter nodded, "On my way." Mr.1's fingers turned to swords as he calmly walked towards the hidden compartment. Leana finished grabbing as much of the green powder as she could when her ears twitched, "Someone's coming."

Stepping out of the hidden room Leana closed the secret door behind her. Looking down the hallway, she locked eyes with Mr.1, "Oh, thank goodness I thought everyone else was dead. I was in the bathroom when that smoke came. Luckily I'm a good swimmer and can hold my breath."

Leana walked towards Mr.1, looking like the average harmless woman, "Please, you have to help me!" Leana reached behind her dress when she was close enough, pulling out a pair of metal claws.

Breaking out into a sprint, Leana got down on all fours moving like a beast. While Leana's acting didn't fool Mr.1, he was taken by surprise as she started to jump from wall to wall in a zig-zag pattern.

Pouncing from the wall, Leana slashed with her metal claws, but Mr.1 turned his arm into a blade blocking the attack. Smiling with her canines, Leana kicked the bounty hunter in the side, and Leana forced Mr.1 to take a few steps back.

Grabbing his ribs, Mr.1 couldn't help but wince, "Never fought a Mink before, have you? Don't worry. You won't make the same mistake twice." Leana got on all fours, her tail thrashing behind her.

Mr.1 stayed silent instead, turning both of his arms into blades. On the offense, Mr.1 dashed forward using his blades as skates. Leana remembered all the training she had undergone with Soren and Cal, "Any threat to what's mine will become my dinner!!"

Both Mr.1 and Leana jumped at each other, clashing in midair, and when they separated, Leana could already tell that she was going to win.

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Blood dripped from Leana's claws as she looked at the body of Mr.1. His chest was cover in scratches, and bloodsoaked the floor beneath him. "Woah, what happened here." Leana looked over as Cal walked down the hallway, a sack over her shoulder, "I think I found something they didn't want me to find."

Cal smirked and looked around, "Well, where is it?" Leana opened the secret room, "I haven't seen anything like this before." Cal dropped her bag and picked up some of the powder, "I never thought I would see this again, Dance powder."

"What's Dance Powder?" Cal smiled, "A special powder, when burned, creates rain. It's illegal, though. I guess this Warlord guy was a bad egg. We should take as much as we can."

Leana and Cal started to package the powder, and it was silent until Leana spoke, "So when are you going to bed, Soren. You know he wouldn't refuse you."

Cal grinned, "Don't you think I know that? I want him to make the first move. It isn't on me either, just sitting on the sidelines while I hear the both of you do it nightly."

Leana blushed, "Soren said all the rooms were practically soundproof." Cal grinned, "Don't worry, no one else can hear you. I just have my ways." They didn't talk anymore after that until they finished looting every last grain of Dance Powder.

[Main POV]

I looked down at my clones moving about while sipping from a bottle of cactus whiskey, "A little too fruity for my tastes, I think you would agree." Thane turned around and smiled at Crocodile, "It's about time you showed up. We only have three minutes left before everyone wakes up."

Crocodile brandished his hood, "You ruined my casino, and as one of the Seven Warlord, I place you Soren D. Arvil under arrest." Finishing off the bottle I threw it to the ground wiping the leftovers from the corners of my mouth, "Well, I guess we're at a standoff."