Patron using such a attack as if he knew what Hannibal was going to do was strange and would've really caught Hannibal off guard in the past. But Hannibal was a different person. The only time he had done such a attack was on Marineford when he stopped a fire and criminal. But the criminal was reformed and is currently in the process of becoming a Marine. So, this would only mean that there as a spy located on Marineford watching. Someone that was keeping tabs on everyone there. Feeding that information out to those that didn't need it. That would need to be looked into after all of this was said and done. As that would explain a lot and could also put everyone here in danger. As if they knew about Hannibal coming to this Island they probably knew about everyone else. And if they matched everyone with their weakness that would make things more difficult.

Even with the development of Patron Hannibal's attacks were able to still go through uncontested. Everything he wanted to do in some way happened. The flash freeze played its role in giving Hannibal an opening. Also made getting to Kenny and Rocket harder to do for anyone that came from the direction behind Patron. They'd have to go around it or try to cross it just to get to the downed Agents. The tackle was done to almost perfection if not for the falling into a hole part. Putting Patron on his back and laying on top of him was Hannibal's original plan. That way he could freeze him quicker than Patron could react, and ground and pound him if need be. That also allowed Patron to be captured without the real risk of him being killed. But with the fall all of that changed.

A descent into the twenty meter deep hole being something many wouldn't quickly walk away from; especially with the attacks that came from Hannibal on top of that.  With his tackle one hand would wrap around the back of Patron, and make them breast to breast before the push off.  It wouldn't broken off if they landed right on the ground and Patron would've had a icy arm behind him; but with them falling that wouldn't happen. And as stated before the other would be used to cover the face of Patron. Everything Hannibal did had a purpose in helping him come out on top. The first hand, well arm, that was wrapped behind Patron. Was used to keep him close and not allow him squirm away now. Hannibal learned that when he fought smaller fighters or those that relied on distance he couldn't let them breathe. Lu Dahn showed him that the best thing to do is keep the pressure on. Never letting up and allowing them to breath for a moment, and that is what Hannibal would do. His intangility would be the main reason the actions of Patron should not be able to go through. As upon contact, the tackle, the element that Hannibal had complete and utter control over would become him. The multiple points of contact would insure that the new casing of ice would not so easily be dealt with. And those points would be frozen solid almost instantly. The arm that was used to by Patron was his right; and the one that was used by Hannibal to wrap him up was Hannibal's right. This is what had the potential to negate his reach or slow it down. Making sure to keep room between them didn't seem to be the focus of Patron. As he had enough strength that if he had wanted to he could've pushed away from Hannibal when he was first tackled. He wouldn't do that though he'd instead speak and reach for something as the attacks of Hannibal would be executed.  

His left was up and used to move to the face of Patron. But, this was not reacted to at all and the freezing of the target's entire head would be done without trouble. And with his mouth open, as he started to mutter, even within his mouth there would be ice. He wouldn't even get to finish saying his third word. Being cut off right in the middle of it. Decreasing the amount of time Patron could actually hold his breath in all of this. A sudden absence in air should help in stopping Patron from reaching for his gun. Even if it wouldn't stop completely and only just gave delay in action. The impact from falling would come into play quickly, as they flew down to the stone below. With no other way to avoid the crash Hannibal entire body was iced' out. Even though he didn't know how deep the hole was he would not risk the fall at all. Patron though who could've softened his landing with anything didn't. His multi-purpose marbles hadn't come into play again nor was the Armament haki he had helped in his defense. Hannibal wasn't aware of all the capabilities of Patron. Him using a marble to create fire was all he knew the Man could do. Well, that and having a superior perception of things. As him using the marble so quickly to react to Hannibal's attack was out of this world. Something only those with skill could pull off. And this was why Hannibal had went so hard in stopping him quickly.

As this Man, Patron, was not a scrub and would need to be dealt with quickly and without any letting up. Allowing the man to get comfortable in this fight was something that Hannibal did not plan to allow. As the World Greatest Marksmen had just ran into the World Strongest Marine. A self give title that he doesn't tell anyone, as that isn't like him. As the title of 'Hero' is what he is fine with.

"That is the signal! Move."

"Keep it down, remember we don't know how many enemies there are."

The Marines that Hannibal had brought with him would move upon seeing a portion of the sand, that was illuminated by the lights, turn to ice. It sparkled even with the rain pouring down as hard as it did. They'd not just run down their, well slide down. They'd get the transportation and rush down there with them. Keeping their eye out for anyone that would come there way. If uncontested they'd reach Rocket and Kenny. Without any pausing or hesitation they'd put them on Hannibal's spotted duck. Though they had brought it for their commanding officer it would be of better use with helping these fallen CP agents. They wasted no time at all with helping them and would head back up where the came from. Not stopping as their location was back to the city of Rainbase. These two seemed to be hurt to a point where if they don't get medical attention they could die. And with this weather as horrible as it was leaving them to it would quicken that. That was their thought as they tried to escape. They had great confidence in Hannibal and didn't have any doubt in their mind they'd see him again. No one was stated to be down there with Rocket and Kenny nor in the direction the Marines so escaping was on their side.


The loud thud from the impact from the hard stone surface would be accompanied by the sound of shattering. It didn't echo through the catacombs as the rain that was still pouring from above had not slowed down in it's decent nor power. With how large the excavation sight was there wasn't a large plum of water that would have aided in softening the landing. The two didn't fall straight backwards the heaviness from the ice on Patron's head tipped this balance and made them come down at a angle where Patron's impact would come at the back of his head first. Breaking the ice at the top of his head but not removing it all. The absence of air still being there for the Man to deal with. Hannibal's ice body would also break into piece from the fast impact. As they both were weighing a lot when they came down.

With the impact alone the damage done to Patron should be to the point where he couldn't move. Even with a mighty willpower the body has its limits. Combining that with a great endurance to pain was the only way to truly reap the benefits of it. Even Hannibal relied solely on his Devil Fruit to avoid the damage from the fall. But, this was not the thought of Hannibal. But something those that though doing just a few things ensure victory. After breaking he would reform from the scattered ice. A large junk bounced up and skidded against the stoney ground, just a few inches from Patron. As Hannibal reformed, which took mere seconds, he would be ready to unleash the finish blow on Patron. One more ICT would fly the few inches that was the gap between the two. It's intended location was the midsection of Patron. If successful it would cover his chest. Hannibal this entire time was stealing away the body heat of Patron. Making it colder and colder so that his body would have to work hard to keep himself warm. From how cold Hannibal can get Patron should already have begun to go through the stages of Hypothermia.

If everything was done successful and there was a break in the action Hannibal would stop keeping up the farse and sit his ass down.  He had utilized multiple moves in quick succession. Though there were a few seconds in between some to allow a break he still was doing the most with his Devil Fruit than ever before. He hadn't used it like this at all. It was good for him but also was taxing, like anything, on his body. His third eye was the only thing that really felt natural to him at this stage in his life. But that was just when it came to using it to see things faster than him. Hannibal knew all about the true capabilities of his Clan's eye but hadn't tapped into all of them.

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"That should be the last one." Soliin reported, laying at this feet was the bodies of several hundred Revolutionaries who'd been aboard the submarine that been hovering several thousand meters below Sandy Isle. "Den Den's should be working again... At least for on Sandy... I'll take it Betterman delivered my message to Diana." Soliin said, licking his lips as blood dripped gingerly from his pinky finger, dancing around his body like humming birds would around flowers, as the only blood that filled the ground was his former underlings own. Picking up the Den Den Mushi, Soliin called Vice Admiral Beckham's direct line, as the clank sounded the connection of the call, Soliin began to conversation with an eager report. "As promised Beckham... The communications to Sandy have been restored. You've dispatched the other Warlords to Sandy correct?" Sollin stated. The conversation would go back and forth for about fifteen minutes straight, with direct orders about what was to happen to Sandy Isle, and the next move in the World Governments plan. "Do you understand Soliin? Fail me and I'll revoke your Shichibukai status as quickly as I instated it!" Beckham shouted. As his gigantic glaive rested on his shoulder, the ten foot tall man reported with immense glee, "I've already committed sins that won't allow me to return to the Army. I'm in this until the end. It'll suck to see my understudies die. Hopefully they can escape, if possible." Soliin stated ominously hanging up the Den Den. "Now. With that. All of the Warlords are on route." Soliin stated. "Liana. Take us to the surface. It's time to dawn a new 'era' " Soliin shouted.

"Really guys, someone falls from the sky, and you focus on them instead of the almost naked woman standing in the middle of y'all?" Melissa said as Patron and Hannibal struck the ground, they had been heading through the catacombs as they descended and the timing seemed perfect. As Hannibal shattered one of the men shouted for Patron who of currently, well doing his own thing being all frozen and shit. As Hannibal began to reform those of the revs whom had previously just arrived would aim their guns at his reforming body. "He's a logia men" they uttered, still ignoring the female, how the fuck could they ignore her. SHE WAS FUCKING FAMOUS. SHE WAS LIKE SUPER FAMOUS. "Oh fuck this" Melissa uttered as she utilized Soru once more, leaving the crowd from behind. "OI WANK SHAFTS. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU BLANKING ME. DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM" Melissa shouted as snow warped from her body.
"What the fu..." the rev man uttered as he turned.

"Now you pay attention. To late ya baw bag" Melissa said as snow ensnared the entirety of the group, she had wanted to play around, garner information. Maybe have a kiss or two, ya know, cute little girl things. With the appearance of Hannibal whom Melissa had previously met, and the frozen man he had taken, these lot were no longer needed. Like the guards outside, they would not meet their end, the snow that encircled them would quickly halt their movements, ensnaring them in the cold embrace, allowing only their noses to remain uncovered, their muffled screams sounding more mummy like within the encasing of their snow. "Teach y'all to ignore me" she mumbled in annoyance.

As she walked along the catacomb floor now littered with inches of snow, the white powder crumpled under her feet. "So this is were you had to run off to Mr Icicle!, Turns out we could have travelled together. Woulda made your journey more...exciting" Melissa said with a giggle winking at him as she did. The marine was upon his bottom, overexertion of his fruit. Melissa knew it all to well. "So fill me in, you came from above, thats were the glyph is right?" Melissa said as she cleared the gap between the two. "You got away of getting back up?" Melissa asked, her hands crossed, her head tilted to the side, her smile evident. "Come on big boy, lets go" she said offering her hand.

Regardless of whether Hannibal took her hand, Melissa's lower half would dissolve, flowing into a continuous flurry of snow, a small blizzard were her waist should be, If Hannibal decided not to take her hand, Melissa would just give a shrug and ascend, allowing her ascent to be much quicker than if he did take her hand, eventually reaching great speed. If he did take her hand, his added weight despite her strength would see her moving at a much slower rate [tertiary]. Though either way they would ascend to the top unless something came out of the woodworks to interrupt them. In either scenario, if Melissa got to the top, she would return her form back to its full human appearance. With those beautiful big blue eyes, she took in the information that the room told her. Ice littered the floor, Hannibals doing. Rocket and Kenny lay unconscious, Melissa would walk over the ice, sliding slightly but unhindered by the cold that emanated from it. Reaching the duo she knelt beside them. "Yo, boys, wake up time" She uttered, while at the same time both hands came down to strike the faces of the men, hoping to jolt them back to consciousness.

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"I assume one of those Agents have the Glyph, but they should be safely out of this place. If my Men got my signal." Hannibal would say as he grabbed onto her hand. He could find a way out of this hole if he wanted to. Taking help though was the better option here. As it would be quicker and wouldn't require him to do much effort, other than hold on. As they headed up Hannibal looked down at the frozen patron. Well, what he thought was Patron. As they went up the ice began to break. Hannibal was prepared to let go of the Snow Princess and jump back down there. But the cracking ice was more like a empty shell cracking. Sighing the thought of this not being over irritated him. Hannibal didn't know what that was but was disappointed. There probably wasn't even a true explanation to why this was so. What he did know was this was sad. Those agents lost to something that wasn't even real. When they shouldn't even be scrubs, but were turned into some. Hopefully his subordinates did what was needed. He gave a sign for them to move and get those downed weaklings. So, by the time Hannibal came back up they should be gone or at least back up the dune. Hannibal would stop his intangibility once he grabbed a hold of her hand. He knew a bit about her snow abilities but didn't know if that made her immune to his abilities. It also put less stress on Hannibal as he didn't have to keep it up. The time it took to get up the crater was enough to give him a bit of energy back. He was a conditioned fighter so even though breaks like the one he had now seemed small it was enough for him. Maybe not to launch countless attacks but it kept him in the fight.

They'd make it up to the top through the beating rain. But, when they arrived Hannibal would not let her hand go. His grip would grow a bit tighter to secure himself. He hadn't even gotten that far out of the crater, only his chest did. "Don't stop." His Third Eye was still open and taking in his surroundings. He didn't look around or need to. As the way they came out of the crater put them in the direction of Patron. He was taking aim and the mount of his was closing the gap there was between them. If he was aiming at them he would've been attacked, well that was Hannibal's thought. Melissa couldn't be that fast while carrying him so this would be the perfect time. But, he didn't. It wasn't as if the spot they were in was shrouded in darkness like most of this area. The lights that were used to illuminate this area were still around, albeit some with a icy layer. Patron himself was within this light as he moved, and the positioning of his Slingshot made it appear he was aiming pasted them. Hannibal couldn't tell how long it'd take for the Marksmen to fire his attack so he would strike before. He didn't even allow his entire body to be pulled out. Rather once he was able to hold his hand out we would launch his own attack. It taking no time to cover the ground between them. And with the nature of it bursting it like done before could be done. But, that would do more harm than good. As he wasn't ac lone. So damage from being set a lit would do harm, if the fire burned so hot that the ice wouldn't put it out. His(Patron) would attack sometime, unspecified, when they'd land. Hannibal though would attack right when his arm was free and before his lower body was even out of the crater. The gap between them could've been larger but Patron liked to use his slingshot from it seemed mid range. It might be because of the harsh rainy environment they all currently were in. Speaking of the range. The one he(Patron) held now was not so beneficial. Ten meters was all that seperated Patron and the two Logia Users.  Hannibal's Men who still weren't physically stopped had already made a larger gap between everyone. being over thirty meters from Hannibal and that was growing. That wasn't what was important though when it came to what Hannibal knew at this moment.

Patron was alive and that was something that irked him. As he did a lot to ensure his foe would never move again. He outplayed him but it seemed like everyone was outdone, but was it legit? That was something Hannibal would ponder on later on. What he should've say and thought about before he executed certain actions. Same with about how those Agents were shit. The talk with Birdal at this point was going to not be about the leak in information but also the incompetence of others.

The marble used to attack must be like the same one used by the clone before. Needed to be crushed to have whatever was inside come out. But, with the attack from Hannibal the marble would just be frozen. As even if Hannibal may not be able to stop Patron from letting his attack lose he could stop the marble from breaking by freezing it. The aim of his attack was not to stop Patron per say as the Man seemed to be full of tricks. So getting rid of his arsenal was Hannibal's focus right now. And it wasn't like he was alone. If Melissa caught on to why Hannibal gripped her harder she might be able to assist. So With his right hand, as he was being carried with his left, he'd send out a wave of ice forward. His action was quick and didn't get the Snow princess within its grasp. The long length of Hannibal limbs coming into play as he put his hand out. His attack should be strong and fast enough to stop the marble or even stop Patron. If they were any slower and the attack came before they came out of the crater things would've been a different story. There wouldn't have been time to react to anything. Or even see what was going on. Those Marines getting the agents out of here would've been caught in a attack they couldn't deal with.

Hannibal was glad that he trained them so well in such a sort time. But it might've been Birdal that got him competent foot soldiers. Regardless their actions from before were not halted by any physical means. And they'd move up the dune at the time of Hannibal having his head high enough to look at the ice he created from before. That rested on the area in front of Patron. Some of it had dissipated due to the constant impact of the heavy rain. But a large amount of it was still there.

The Marines that Hannibal had brought with him would move upon seeing a portion of the sand, that was illuminated by the lights, turn to ice. It sparkled even with the rain pouring down as hard as it did. They'd not just run down their, well slide down. They'd get the transportation and rush down there with them. Keeping their eye out for anyone that would come there way. If uncontested they'd reach Rocket and Kenny. Without any pausing or hesitation they'd put them on Hannibal's spotted duck. Though they had brought it for their commanding officer it would be of better use with helping these fallen CP agents. They wasted no time at all with helping them and would head back up where the came from. Not stopping as their location was back to the city of Rainbase.

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Melissa's eyes were just as powerful as the three-eyed mans. As they ascended she was actually the first to see their enemy, the same enemy whom had just been frozen over by Hannibal mere moments before. Though her priority right now was not to attack but to bring up the marine whom held on to her. As they ascended he would squeeze her arm, a signal? "Get em boy" Melissa said just before Hannibal would attack. With Hannibals attack intended to not only halt the marble assault of this strange dude but to try to capture the Revolutionary member himself within the attack this allowed Melissa to swing Hannibal after his attack to safety so that he would not fall in the hole once more. With the lights around and the rain descending, Melissa's hair stuck to her face, she hadn't really dried off to begin with.

With Melissa shifting herself, she released her flight and landed to the right of Hannibal though she would land away from the ice itself. Though the cold did not bother her, she was not immune to the slip and slide features of ice, and being a warlord the young woman did not want to look completely stupid. Now it would all depend really on how this opponent reacted. With her eyes, the speed of the ice that her ally had utilized wasn't entirely fast, so the man would probably be able to see this as well. But why stop at just ice? Upon landing Melissa would unleash a flurry of snow from every single angle, the snow itself duplicated over and over again. The speed of her unleashed snow and its duplication was supernatural to say the least, within a mere seconds within a fifty meter radius, ankle deep snow would cover the vast land. Though the technique she utilized did not have any major offensive ability itself, it did come with it the intense cold that would begin to sap away the strength from any one who remained within it for too long, except for herself and Hannibal, whom were immune to the cold itself.

"With that, It's game over" she uttered as she moved the wet hair from her face. "Or it would be, but given what happened down below" Melissa mused, yes she had seen the husk that faltered of this very same man below, she would sigh. "I doubt your the real guy as well, come on sugar, tell mamma were the real you's hiding" she said bending forward slightly revealing her bra, pushing up her cleavage within her rather moist see-through white shirt. As she spoke, the den den in her bra yawned. Though her eyes never once left the man, she dug into her bra and pulled out the mushi that was awake.  Hitting the call function to get Sparks on the line the den den began to broadcast. "Booyah, now we can find out what else is happening" Melissa said smiling at the rev sniper. "So communications back and the glyphs out of your reach, I'd say you failed, so come on, if you show your real body to us, I promise i'll take....real good care of it" Melissa uttered seductively running her tongue across her plump limps.

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Even with them grabbing the two Cipher Pol agents it seemed there was no option to avoid a attack. As the Ensigns under Hannibal had grabbed them even with the assistance of the duck transportation they'd couldn't make it out of the attack sent toward them. Their cries filled the air and caught the attention of Hannibal after his attack had went through. Successful in only stopping one marble unaware that a second had been sent. He had let go and landed on the icy surface when capable of doing so. But he wouldn't close the ten meter gap that there was between him and Patron. That gap though previously stated would not stay the same. It was expected to not really stop him completely in his tracks. And Hannibal's action of turning away from the direction of Patron after he landed was only due to the Snow Princess being with him. He knew of her status with the Marines and with him being tired she was the best person to tag in and deal with Patron. Helping those in need was what was needed, mainly due to them being his Men. But, alas his tiredness would not allow him to muster anymore strength. Their screams grew louder and louder until there was nothing left. What he arrived to were burnt corpse. But there was something that was beyond anyone's expectations. Instead of them all taking the brunt of the attack the Marines were to only ones to fall today. Sacrificing themselves for the mission. Sacrificing themselves to save Rocket and Kenny.

He had thought  he brought them into something they weren't ready for. They were young none of them being older than nine-teen. Promising young Marines that died in the line of duty. But even with this last act of bravery he still felt guilty. Their Parents and loved ones would still be stricken with grief. And the blame falling solely on Hannibal. If he just didn't fall down into that crater he could've been up here. Assisted in their extraction of the glyh and the agents; but he made a large miscalculation that cost them their lives. Rocket and kenny were on the ground, the glyh down by rocket. And as he looked away he saw the glyh it stuck in it's shrunken state. The size of a journal. "I will be keeping hold of this till we arrive to Marineford."  Since it hadn't returned to normal. As he reached down to get it the sound of a explosion was heard. The distance he currently was made it pointless to be worried about the blast. If anything the size of blast might be snuffed due to Melissa being over there. Hannibal didn't know, nor cared at this moment.

After he grabbed the glyh first thing first was seeing if he could actually read the thing. This didn't take long even with the amount of information on the tablet. Everything it said was something he knew he couldn't let anyone outside of the World Government known. Even if they were on a leash. He was told to do this anyway so there would be now reason for Rocket or Kenny to protest. After the information on the tablet was read he'd be shocked and close his third eye. So much had filled his head. He'd only help up Rocket as he could only manage to move one of them. He did plan to return for the corpses so they can receive a proper barely. But, if Melissa didn't pick up Kenny Hannibal would try to help both walk. He would only need to do this for a little while as even though they both got their asses handed to them they should still be able to walk sooner or later.

Their destination will be to Rainbase, as it was the closest town. Even with them walking they should be able to make it before anyone succumbed to their wounds. Regardless if need be Hannibal would put the mission first now that he had the glyph on him. Since the user that shrunk it didn't necessarily need to be alive transporting it in it's shruked state should be easy.

exit to rainbase???