Despair

No. No matter how much is mind pleaded, no matter how much he screamed at his men to act, all the rat accomplished was disgracing himself even further. There was nothing to stop the thief from reaching the exit. Finally with a wink and that mischievous smile his image had learned to loathe, she shoved him forward, but not before sending him up into the air with a strict staff swung between his legs. It didn't matter if he was fake, she was sure he deserved it.

With a playful wave, Nami pushed on through, reaching the stage on the other side...