Doflamingo sits in a jail cell, chained tightly in sea prism steel chains. He’s unable to escape the chains no matter how hard he tries, he laughs and laughs like the maniac he is. His head turns when he sees someone come near the bars of his cell, unable to move closer or further away, he just looks at them with an amused and smug smile, the arrogant man speaks in a low, carefree tone.

“Who are you? Come to see the king? What do you want?”