It's the thrill in the end. In that moment when something stolen becomes mine or is it? That's the bliss I desire.

 
After a series of interrogations, Sinbad had gathered the information necessary to make it towards Dock 102, a large one story building with the bodies of unconscious marines on the outside of it's water canal, which lead into the warehouse. With closer inspection, Sinbad had noticed the humungous hole which water gaped out of, and after it's surge ceased, Sinbad jumped into the water, swimming through the hole, entering into the dimly lit warehouse. Free stroking his way towards the dock, Sinbad would on latch the door to the warehouse, and begin to undress, draining his robes of water. Turning to his hind while continuing the liquid straining process, Sinbad grinned at the Barron, having being a while since he last saw the ship. "The Black Barron. Dining Room similar to that of a Nobles, Doctor's Quarters, forty canons on each side and made from the finest wood Alabasta has to offer... It can house two hundred men comfortably with it's bunk bed living quarters and adjoining Club House Styled Captain's Quarters. Though the reason we didn't have our own rooms was because Barron was constantly paranoid..." Sinbad said trailing off into a sigh. Climbing the metallic staircase which hoisted the ship into the air, Sinbad noticed that Gilbard had already beaten him to the dock. "A little dingy ain't she!?" Sinbad shouted. "It's a fine ship though... just needs a bit sprucing up." Sinbad shouted. Running around the metallic dock, Sinbad extended his dagger along the rope hoists that maintained the vessel's position into the air. One by One, Sinbad liberated the Barron's 'chains' and with the final snare cut, the vessel crashed into the watery bay below. Jumping from his position from twenty-feet up, sliding over the railing, Sinbad descended, crash landing onto the dock the vessel, with only a tingling sensation from the weight as a consequence. "All hands on deck!" Sinbad shouted. Entering into a dash, Sinbad released all of the sails on the masts open, shouting to Gilbard to use the crank from the right of their position to hoist the anchor. As the ship began to sway from side to side, it'd begin to sail forward. Taking a smaller dagger from his waist, Sinbad would toss the dagger towards the button which rose the metallic gate. Upon impact, the gate rose in perfect timing with the ship's arrival at it's entrance, sailing only a mere ten feet out into the seaside bay. This would only happen once Gilbard had completed raising the crank, after which, Sinbad would dash over to the Helm, guiding the ship in the direction of Jackal's position.

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Trailing the staircase from his entry point down to the floor level, Jackal noticed that Sinbad had fallen out of the scope of his Kenbunshoku Haki, however, this didn't cause the Bandit King a sense of panic, he'd know the direction in which the man had travelled, so finding the dock wouldn't be virtually a needle in a haystack search, and that's all that really mattered. The situation around Warehouse 79 was dire however, using his Kenbunshoku to inspect, at every cardinal point, at least fifty armed soldiers had locked off any possible exit/entrance into the warehouse. Among the fifty soldiers, ten of them carried rifles, and were ready to shoot at any point at even the sight of Jackal's ears. The compound was around twenty-five by twenty meters in size, it wasn't as big as the other buildings within the dock, but it was sizeable enough for Jackal to monitor, hence his choice among the much large compounds within the bay. Jackal would wait at least thirty minutes within the warehouse to map his next move, whereas Sinbad and Gilbard had liberated the Barron around the twenty-five minute mark of his hide-seek game. Meaning, it'd only be five minutes since Sinbad began sailing the vessel along the dock. "Tch. I'm not picking up on any of their auras." Jackal thought.

The hostile marines waisted no more time, once all of their men had arrived, and assumed the fifty man squad formation, from every angle, the marines began to breakdown the East and Southern entrances, while the marines climbed in from North and West, through the shattered windows from previous vandalising. Jackal wasn't sure if anyone among them could've used Kenbunshoku Haki but he wasn't waiting to find out. The moment the men at the Southern Entrance attempted to bull rush the door, Jackal would remove the wooden crank that blocked it from opening. This perfectly timed move would've caused the force dedicated to break the door free, fifteen of the large marines to fall face first at the entrance, sliding about two meters inward. As the gates shot opened, Jackal immediately leaped through gates, obtaining enough height to avoid the sliding marines bodies. Coating his body in a dome of Electro, Jackal expanded the dome outward, immediately electrocuting whoever fell within the fifteen meter radius dome, meaning the front half of infantry was left wasted, leaving only fifteen men to fend for themselves, the ten rifle owners and five bladed marines. Cancelling the dome, Jackal would leap twice, once covering a fraction of the fifteen meter distance between him and the men, and again to lunging into mid-air to avoid their rifle fire. Once within their scope, Jackal would spark once again, his second discharge finishing off the Southern forces. It'd now be a time game, how long could Jackal hold back the incoming marines before Sinbad and Gilbard sailed to his position?

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It's the thrill in the end. In that moment when something stolen becomes mine or is it? That's the bliss I desire.

Noticing the absence of Jackal from the warehouse, the marines swarmed broken down Southern entrance, drawn towards the scene that played out before them, the bodies of their fellow Conrad electrocuted across the cement dock. Forming a human barricade, the marines blocked off Jackal's right, front and left exit points. The only escape was at his back, pressed to face the elements of the open sea. The barrels of the marines rifles and pistols took aim towards the Mink Bandit, as the Captain among them emerged to the front of the pack. "It's pointless. Give it up Jackal. This is the end of the line." the Captain stated. "Shishishi..." Jackal exclaimed, breaking down into laughter. "My journey has way more chapters to be written." Jackal stated, placing his hands behind his head as a criminal would as a gesture for surrender, however, the smirk concealed by Jackal dropping his head would say otherwise. Approaching from the East, picking up speeds of around thirty-miles per hour, the Barron's Sails soared in the distance. "Sir! Incoming vessel!" one of the marines look-outs shouted. Clearing his sinuses, Jackal rose his head to make eye-contact with the Captain, and in one motion, he'd spit the conjured gunk in his mouth toward's the Captain's eyes, causing an explosion similar to that of a small grade explosive. As the smoke covered the Marine Captain's peripheral vision, Jackal was monitoring the speed and approaching distance between himself to the ship. At about one meter away, Jackal lunged off the peer, lining up his timing accordingly to moving vessel, crash landing on the deck of the ship. Digging his nails into the deck to buffer his landing, Jackal shot the marines a wink as the ship sped along the canal. Running by foot, the marines tried to open fire at the ship but bullets from such firearms would only leave scratches in ship's rear.

Exhaling loudly, Jackal would fall backwards, entering into a laying position on the deck, staring at the sky. As the clouds seemingly danced by, Sinbad changed the ship's course towards the open seas. The marines on shore tried to hurry to their vessels to mobilise a pursuit of Jackal and his vessel. "You're one crazy Mink! What happened if you missed your jump?" Sinbad exclaimed. "Shishishi... My backup plan was Gilbard catching me. I felt his presence in the water." Jackal responded. "However... my Ken's eye is becoming sharper the more I use it. Still, I'm impressed at the Barron's speed for a vessel of it's size." Jackal stated. "I told ya. It's a beaut." Sinbad said grinning. "Nanohana is definitely going to be off limits for now. We're escaping along the Sandora River. I'll dock our ship on the outskirts to pick up Amalia and transportation." Sinbad stated. After hours of travel, Sinbad finally made it along the river, noticing their figurines in the distance, Amalia rounded up camp, and led the ducks and camels towards the vessel. Once they'd docked safely, Sinbad would change course once more, going back down the Sandora River, this time, trailing along the coast to the East. Riding nearer to the rocky coasts outlines, Sinbad would position the crew by an upcoming rock clearing, inhabited by Kung-Fu Dugongs, whose practice of rock shattering had cleared a space for vessels to dock. Arriving shoreside, the seventy-five meter long vessel dropped anchor. "Oi! Sinbad! Are there any abandoned towns near here?" Jackal inquired. "Hmm... Abandoned. Not really, there's a wasteland place... it's plagued by sandstorms but using it as a hideout... That's literally suicide." Sinbad stated. Grinning, Jackal would shoot Sinbad a glare of approval, "No way." Sinbad retorted. "Erumalu is a ghost town! There's literally no escaping the sandstorms that frequent there!" Sinbad shouted. "Perfect defence. Nature's own calling." Jackal responded grinning even wider. "I've decided. I'm going to Erumalu." Jackal said, shooting his trademark devilish grin.


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