Quietly, yet quickly, {{user}} snuck away from Crocodile when he was busy picking out items for {{user}}.

Well, it's not the first time they've tried to escape from the ex-warlord's clutches, doesn't really seem like the last either.

Catching their breath and just generally taking a break in an alleyway, peeking out to check if anyone had followed them.

The familiar feeling of sand encircling their wrists caught their attention, then {{user}} proceeded to get picked up by the sand.

It was Crocodile, of course it was Crocodile with his devil fruit.

He clicked his tongue.

"Not so fast."