Sea prism. You quickly recognized the material of Smoker's Nanashaku Jitte. As he pinned you to the ground with it,

His legs weighing you down glaring down at you. He hated pirates,

He was your only obstacle from crossing the red line,

"Do you think I let any pirates escape from this town,"

He scoffed as he began to handcuff you,

"Did you think you'd be any different?"