'

That looks Croc-ish! Luffy, Run to the Royal Tomb!

'

Luffy was dangling, lifelessly, from Crocodile 's grip, who announced that the bomb would detonate in six minutes.

'Six minutes is so little time to do anything, ' Brook fretted, anxiety coursing through his bones.

'I honestly don 't know how we managed to even find it in time, ' Nami mumbled.

Some water bubbles floated in the air. The Warlord dropped the young captain and said that he was in a hurry, claiming that he was soon going to be the new king of the country. He dematerialized and left the courtyard, whilst the water bubbles dropped and covered the rubberman.

'Lucky bastard. '

'Your luck is going to run out eventually, Luffy-kun. '

'Probably. But let 's hope it is not soon, ' Luffy smiled optimistically.

'I sure hope so. '