Like promised he had done everything he said he would do. The patrons would be transported and the reward would be given to the one responsible for taking the Patrons down. His fee would be taken for all of his help as well. And he would send word to Birdal about the potential new Warlord. Hannibal didn't have the highest rank so that good word might not travel that far up the food chain. He was though banking on his pivotal role in the World Government and relationship with Birdal to get it as far as possible. What role? He was one of the few trusted and assigned to go after Poneglyhs. He didn't doubt others were assigned to do this and that is why he didn't make it out that he was the only one with this task. He however was confident he was in a small pool of people allowed to decipher them. And he knew for a fact he was the only member of the Three Eye’d Tribe allowed.
Hannibal would stop and tie his shoe, as his left shoestring had come undone. As he did that his mind began to think about everything up to this point. This was something he usually did. Think about everything, recent, that got him to where he was right now. It kept him focused and able to think clearly on what he needed to do next. After he was finished he would call out.
After some steps and words later. "I wonder.....how deep are the Patrons connected to the Poneglyhs? First, Juego did his best to stop me from gaining the first one. He even as willing to blow himself up. And now his children, or whatever relation they have, hid another. Actually, I should ask how deep are they rooted within the revolution. I understand Von worked with us(World Government) and was the rat that leaked information on people like myself. But are we really done with dealing with them?" Hannibal spoke into a Den Den Mushi that rested on his shoulder. He had on the same attire from before as he trek through the forest, but that will change soon. Who he spoke to on the other line was Birdal. The CP Agent that let those within the World Government know his race and his usefulness. Instead of being kicked out he was made into a Hero, to some.
"I don't, Hannibal. I will do some research on them. For right now just focus on getting the glyh. I've sent thirty agents and a vessel to assist you, but they are mainly there for moving it and further transportation. Those with some merit in combat are on another assignment. So, please make sure you watch out for them. I need you to also travel with the to the main island and then your assignment will be done. I also can get them considering our merger of the branches for you." Birdal would end it with that. Nothing else was needed to be said.
Hannibal needed to hurry up as he knew nightfall would befall the island soon. At this moment he was heading back to the beach, as he had already found the location that Glyh was. It was not through torture or anything like that. After he had returned to the Island he went to their camp. And from there he was 'spoken' to. So, tracking down that voice he found a mining shaft. It lead into the base of the Volcano. Special methods being taken to ensure people heading in wouldn't meet a accident; well when the shaft was first constructed. At this moment it was a mess in there. Hannibal did go in to check some of it till he got to the first hazard. Then he turned back to make sure he got them to the location first at least so they could set up there things for extraction.
They mined directly from the Volcano. They created two potential entrances/exits into the area that had already been constructed. One was a slope or inclined shaft that at a closed sign at it’s entrance. What was used was a pulley system to get things down and up the shaft. But, it seemed that some of the equipment was broken and this entrance wasn’t used. And with the events that had just transpired earlier today there was doubt it’d be fixed unless the Marines take over the operation here. The second entrance/exit and that was a vertical mining elevator, that was powered on steam like the pulley system. It lowered into a lower area than the slop shaft however. The tunnels up to a point were only outfitted with the typical mining supports. Mining when through all of the vents of this volcano. The first vent(right side) was the smallest and in this area more equipment and even small shacks were here; the vent was to the right of the camp. The device stolen was used to coat the side of the area the vent was. The vent served as natural light for the area. From that point they mined in all directions to make a man-made cave. It served as a resting and refueling area(for the steam equipment). Then it would branch out with smaller tunnels. As the first attempt to find the rich source wasn’t done on the first try. When it was found the other tunnels would be blocked off. Somewhere within the camp is a layout of the entire mining network they had created.
This area also was the first mining hazard. Strange creatures, one day, had come out of nowhere and attacked those that worked in the area. And no one knew where they had come from. And they struck when many of the workers rested. They weren’t the fastest(2S&A) but their strength was nothing to snuff at. Their powerful jaws were enough to eat through metal(4S&P). They resemble komodo dragons with a dark red hue, their size however ranging from 4-8 meters.
Hannibal would make it back to the beach, where a couple of rowboats rested. Using those row boats were CP agents. “Is this everyone? The walk is about thirty or so minutes. I say we have ten before it gets dark. ” Hannibal would ask them as he went over to his own row boat, as he wanted to change his attire. He wanted to go really simple.A black-colored long-sleeved shirt and long black pants, with black boots. He kept it nice and black. His vessel along with theirs rested out at sea around seventy meters, waiting for a signal for when they would need to prepare to disembark. Hannibal, at this moment, didn’t have his third eye out as it wasn’t needed anymore.