Mister Three runs, swearing under his breath.

'That Cat Burglar is insane! ' he mutters, irritated, 'it shouldn 't be so easy to shatter my wax ' it must be that axe! '

His wax wasn 't indestructible, of course. But it was damn near that point.

He was never one to let his guard down, of course (doubt) so if he tactfully secured wax shackles in the right, muscle-restricting spots-- which is what he focuses on most of the time-- no one could escape them.

(To be restricted by the ankles like that and still throw down that axe with as much strength as she used-- that was impressive.)

(In a bad way but yeah.)

He tries to find an excuse for his oversight. It 's definitely true that monstrous strength alone usually isn 't enough to destroy his wax figures, but that was also because he 'd never come across something stronger than he can imagine.

(Like Haki, for example, if he knew what that was.)