He was surprise that the man had deflected most of his attacks. When he start using a sweep like attack with his spear, it had force him to be on the defensive as he flap his wings away from him.

Hoo hoo! This guy isn't some lackey.

He respond "I told you my name so what's you? Just who are you anyway? Twoo"

Jacque smug "That just so I am." He soon came to regret at insulting him.

As soon Inshi spear had made a cut at his skin he knew that he can't dodge it all. He switches his tactic to blocking his attack. He beloved rapier is able to withstand the hard blows but he is putting a great risk at damaging it if he block it for too long.

He shouted "Whoa whoa! I only just met you! Of course I wouldn't know you beforehand!"

He had pay close attention to his attack and he saw an opening but at a gamble of getting stab at the spear.

So what are the odds at hitting that opening? I hit him first or he hit me first? We could even stab each other at the same time or we both miss or block each other attack? So it's about 20% or 30%? Bah I'm no good at math, I will let lady luck decide my fate just like how she spared me from Akainu attack back then.

As soon he saw the opening, he blindly plunge his rapier right at the opening.

He is relief that he was able to strike him where it would hurt until he saw he grab onto his rapier. No matter how hard he try to pull back, Inshi had stay put on the ground as he retaliate by sticking back at him.

Well shit.

Since he is so attach to his rapier, he didn't leg go of it as he felt the spear stab into his left thigh. The pain had finally made him let go of his rapier as he fall back down into the ground. By the time he hit onto the ground he had reverted back to his human form with his left thigh bleeding.
He used his left hand to put pressure into the wound and he started to feel light headed. His vision is unbalance as he look back toward Inshi who still holding onto his blade. He uses his right hand to reach out to it like a beggar man. While this may made him look desperate but he had a trick up his sleeve as his left hand is ready to pull out his pistol for a point blank shot should Inshi doesn't give him back his belove rapier.

He cried "Give it back!"

Grana roared as he spun around, clearing himself some space. The mindless goons really were starting to annoy him; there simply didn't seem to be an end to them. Finally some of the thugs drew back, only to reveal twelve men who seemed to know what they were doing. Grana braced himself as he bore an attack, then retaliated with the katana. His fellow swordsman danced back, out of range as once again, thugs pressed in from every side. Grana sheathed his swords and closed his eyes in order to concentrate. "Magic-Magic: Shell Game." Every time a blade would reach out, seeking Grana's lifeblood, he in turn would reach out to almost touch the blade, creating a portal that would kill a man opposite him. Because every hit was a kill, no one stopped until it was too late. Grana was soon awash in a sea of blood. As always, Grana walked out, his clothes unsullied. "C'mon!" He yelled. Three Lieutenants complied, assaulted Grana from three sides. Grana ducked low to avoid the spear aimed at his throat, and rolled to dodge the tomahawk slashes delivered by the swordsman. Grana's roll took him near the spearman, in a range too close for weaponry. As Grana was not currently holding anything at the moment, he was perfectly suited for this kind of work. The lancer wielding a seven foot spear, unfortunately, was not. Grana grabbed the spearman by the throat and spun, drawing his wakizashi. However, when he turned to look, the swordsman had already disappeared, rung toward the main building. Grana sneered as he slit the Lieutenant's throat. "Too many cooks spoil the soup, I suppose. Inshi really should have trained them on how to work together efficiently." Grana noticed he was now covered in blood. Luckily, these were just his common clothes. He shrugged and chased after the two runners, planning on using them to sneak in to the facility.

To his suprise, Grana's plan worked without a hitch. He was able to sneak unnoticed into the main compound riding on the coattails on the two Lieutenants. For the first time in his life, Grana passed a treasure room with nothing more than a quick glance. "Damn... I'll take him for everything he's got later.... Wait, what? I can't believe I just passed a rich man's treasure room and didn't take anything! What kind of thief am I?" Grana shook his head and continued, trying to banish thoughts of mountains of gold and gemstones hidden within Oyabun's vaults. As it turned out, this was quite the prudent decision. He just turned the corner to see the two escaped swordsman about to cut down Jacques from behind. Grana wouldn't allow that to happen. "Hey, gentlemen!" He yelled. "What do you think you're doing? You were fighting with me, not him. Should we not continue? It was just getting fun!" Grana then saw Inshi glaring at him and grinned. Grana decided to rub salt into the would, and took a deep bow, obscuring most of his body proper from view. When he stood back up, Grana was in his unsullied white suit, the very same as when he first met the Oyabun. What's more, Grana held the Dragon Diadem in his hands. "G'evening, Oyabun. Remember me?" Grana said with a grin. He raised the brim of his hat so the man could get a good look at the same face that had robbed him two years ago.

Jacque was rather suspicious that Inshi had gave up already despite he's in a weaker condition than he is but yet again he had heard faint footsteps behind him.
Before he decides his next plan, Grana had show up causing quite a commotion. Inshi had dropped his rapier which he retrieves it and sheath it back. He quickly pull out his old bandanna to wrap it around his wound and tie in a tight knot in time to see Grana being struck down by the powerful spear throw from Inish.

Well crap he didn't last long.

He knows it's too foolish to even trying to fight back in his current state since it's painful to stand and his vision is shaky. His only option is to retreat.
He use every bit of his strength to morph into his owl form again which brought more pain due to his wound is reshaped in his owl form.
In one fell take off, he flew past Inish and his two men at such in a incredible speed as he use his right talon to pick up the injure Grana carefully without making his wound worse. Even if Grana wanted to fight on, he wouldn't fight too well with that injure to his stomach side. The only thing that Inish would have seen is a brown blur and by the time he realise what happen, they were gone.
Jaqcue had gotten the both of them outside of the building as he gently place Grana down and he morph back to his normal form. He quickly stated to pass out most likely from overusing his power combine with his blood lost. Before his eyelid close he briefly saw that his blood had drip out a trail for Inshi to follow.

He mutters "Oh shit." as he passes out.

Grana screamed in agony as the Seastone spear lanced through his right arm, slashing his stomach and pinning him to the wall like some exotic white butterfly. The Dragon's Diadem fell out from his hands as the pain jackknifed through his arm. had trouble even taking in air. "How...does he have... Seastone? This is the... West Blue, not the... Grand Line!" Grana then heard Inshi's taunt and responded in kind. "The scar is doing just fine... Thank you. And considering how I got it... I'll bear it for life... As a mark of courage. By the way... that little girl... You tried to kill? She's doing quite well, too. Thanks for the... Spear, too; I'll keep it along with the Dragon Diadem. I'll take both of them... To my grave. You'll never get them back, Inshi!" Grana chuckled, putting on a brave facade even as he felt the specter of death looming over him as the two swordsmen stalked closer and closer. With trembling fingers, Grana picked up the Diadem and thrust it inside his coat, then pulled out a pistol and aimed it at Inshi. But before he could take the shot, Grana was pulled away, faster than thought, as Jacques squirreled him away from battle.

Grana cursed as Jacques passed out after carrying both of them into some deserted alleyway. He dropped the pistol and began to work the spear from his side. "Damn... I've got... No strength left." Grana slowly and carefully removed the spear from his person, throwing it a bit away from himself, and smiled as some of his strength returned. "Small mercies." Grana said, before ripping off some shredded fabric to tie tourniquets on his wounds in order to stop the bleeding. With a now steady hand, Grana picked up the pistol and hid it in his left sleeve. Preparing himself for the pain, Grana picked up the spear and laid it next to him, so that in the dark it would look as if he was still impaled by it. Grana finally took out the Diadem and dropped it into a portal, so that Inshi would never get it back if Grana did die. With all the bases covered, Grana leaned back against the wall, prepared to defend his nakama no matter what came his way. Grana's back twitched, sending him gentle reminders of a mirrored situation, two years ago. Grana sighed. "Why is it that I only seem to get hurt when I try and do something for other people?"

After Hal took a few minutes to catch his breath, he stood up and started running back towards the main fight to help the others. He was still exhausted, having no stamina and Shaving all over the place would do that, but he was in good enough shape to take out a few more thugs. As he rounded the corner, he witnessed a scene of pure carnage before him. Dead or unconcious thugs everywhere. Arrows raining down on the field from Alaena and Yoje kicking away. "Alright so looks like it's just those two and the rest must be inside already. Looks like a couple of the ones fighting Yoje are a head above the rest, just like a few more of them back there. I think I'll try to take care of them, though I don't think I can use Shave much more." Hal muttered his plan as he approached the remaining Lieutenants.

One with a spear was the first to notice Hal and turned to face him. The man charged forward with a thrust of his spear. Hal barely managed to step to the side in time and dodge the blow. He was ready however with a strike of his own, quickly unsheathing his sword and slicing the man's gut open. His last screams of pain attracted the attention of his comrades, who ran towards Hal. Hal shaved towards the nearest one and swung... Only to find his sword blocked by the other mans sword. That was something that had never happened to Hal before. "Too slow..." The lieutenant said with a sick grin as he took one hand off of his sword, balled it into a fist, and landed a strong punch right across Hal's face. Hal hit the ground hard, and couldn't quite get back up. He was seeing stars and it would probably take a little while to recover from that hit.

The amount of thugs outside was finally starting to dwindle. Yoje had managed to knock out one of the lieutenants by jumping over a stab attack and slamming him into the ground, but the other one was still attacking relentlessly. Yoje tried to hit him with Tempest Kicks, but the lieutenant was able to dissipate all the attacks with his katana, and kept Yoje on the defensive. Finally, he saw an opportunity. I really don't like having to use this move, but its the quickest way to end this.

In his hybrid form, Yoje suddenly charged toward the lieutenant. He grinned, and slashed down at him. But just before the blade hit his shoulder, Yoje cocked one arm back, and activated his Iron Body. The katana was stopped at Yoje's skin with a metallic clang, and the lieutenant was wide open for an uppercut from Yoje's other arm. One more kick, and the lieutenant was out. With a grimace, Yoje realized that the katana slash had actually broken through his Iron Body, but the shoulder wound thankfully wasn't deep.
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Too much time had passed since Grana and the Archer were supposedly killed, and it didn't take long for Tozani to realize he'd been tricked. He had sent some scouts out a while ago to look for the two of them. Now, his Mushi rang again. "Boss, big news! The Ivory Oyster is under heavy attack!"
"What? By who?"
"I don't know. Pirates or mercenaries. I can see a lot of arrows around, so I'd say the Archer's in on it."
Tozani sneered. "Perfect. Is Inshi dead yet?"
"He's still in the resort, I haven't gone inside. Doesn't look too good for him, though."
"Alright, stay where you are. I'll send you some backup."
Tozani hung up, and called his second in command. "Visso, Inshi's vulnerable. Take nine of our best fighters, head to the resort, and finish him off. Then try to take out whoever's behind this attack. Stay in contact with me at all times."
Confident that Inshi would soon be dead, the Budero boss grabbed a telescope from his desk and made his way to the roof of the Casino.

Scanning the resort for anymore of Inshi's men stupid enough to not be in cover, Alaena deftly nocked another of her arrows with still hands. The carnage below was nothing to bat an eye at for her; this was just the latest in many assaults on compounds for her. She clicked her tongue and slowly put the arrow back in the quiver; taking another glance around the resort (noting an injured Jacque and Grana) before standing up from her position.

'That turned out pretty well on my part. Let's hope someone did what they were supposed to,' she thought, her eye following a flare that had been fired. She followed it's course back to who had fired it, seeing Peter briefly before he started heading over to the alley. 'Suppose I should be heading over there,' Alaena mused as she jumped off the roof before using Geppo to safely and quickly land in the alley that Grana and Jacque were at.

Alaena took a moment to catch her breath as she headed towards the two injured men, kneeling down next to them and taking a look at their injuries. She wasn't too surprised at how tired she had become, knowing that all this activity after such injuries would lead to that. 'But now it's time to focus on other's.'

Looking over Jacque's injuries first she tore off some strips of his pants to tie around his thigh, shaking his shoulder a few times afterward to wake him up. "You don't have anything that could be life threatening, but you will need a few stitches. I would do it myself, but my supplies are back at the inn. Stay off your leg for now," she stated calmly before turning towards Grana. His injuries had already been hastily bandaged up, leaving little for Alaena to do without her supplies. Instead she plucked the spear away from him (breaking off the seastone spearhead and placing it inside her pocket) and examined his hand, letting out a faint whistle as turned it over carefully.

"This hand...you won't really be able to use it even if I do fix it up. The skin and such will heal over time after I finish with it, but the muscles and nerves...well the former is too damaged and the latter won't regrow after this extent of damage. In the end it will mainly be there just to make you not look freakish, but other than that it will be useless," Alaena explained to him after placing his hand back down, adding, "Or I could amputate if you'd prefer not having useless flesh on you."

The world seemed to be moving in slow motion for Hal. Or maybe the guy who had decked him was just taking his sweet time getting over to him. It was hard to tell, but it didn't really matter as much as the fact that if he didn't get out of here soon he was a dead man. As he lay flat on his back looking up at the sky he saw a flare shoot across and land on the other side of the resort. It seemed important and the sight of it snapped Hal out of his daze. He quickly leapt to his feet, finding himself face to face with the thug once more. This time though, Hal gave the man a grin. "Sorry pal, I gotta go. I'll get ya next time we meet OK?" He said before Shaving out of striking range and making a mad dash for where he saw the flare land.

After losing any pursuers he had and running for what felt like forever, Hal met up with the others. Jacque and Grana looked like they'd had a rough time in the resort. Thankfully, Alaena was looking after them. Hal sat down with his back to the wall and took a much needed rest. All that running and Shaving had left him exhausted. "Whoo..... Is it over? I don't know... How much more of this I can handle..." He said as he reached up and touched his swollen face with a wince. That punch he took was gonna leave a bruise for a long time.

Yoje was fighting another lieutenant when he saw the flare out of the corner in his eye. He figured it was a signal from Peter, but he wanted to deal with this guy first. The man swung high with a hammer, but Yoje dropped low, Shaved behind him, and kicked his legs out from under him. He then leaped to the direction of the flare, bouncing on the lieutenant as he left. He arrived in the alley a couple of minutes later, surprised to see that Grana and Jacque looked badly injured. "Are you two alright? What happened to Inshi?"
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On the roof of the Casino, Tozani pulled out the telescope and looked out towards Inshi's resort. Normally, the resort would still only be small shape on the horizon, but he had eaten the Sight-Sight fruit, which gave him enhanced vision. Very little could escape his sight, whether it hid in darkness, or even behind walls. "Now, where are you, Inshi?"

Thank to Alaena shaking, Jacque had woken up although he wanted five more minutes to sleep in. He listens to her words.

He wonders "How am I going to get back to the inn if I can't use my leg?"

Jacque heard Yoje asking what happen to him.

He answers "Despite my injury I suffer much worse than this but it's a pain. I had a duel with Inshi which I had took too much risk at trying to strike him down but he's also injure at the moment."

He then turns to see Hal near him with bruises on his face."

He asks "You don't happen to selling any clutches at the moment twoo?"

It's too painful to morph to my owl form so I really don't want to fly back to the inn.

Grana's head slowly dropped back until it hit the wall with a gentle 'thud.' "So my arm's... Gone? From just that one hit?" Grana was speechless. It was true that it had been a while since anything had even touched him, he hadn't quite realized how fragile the human body was. Still, Grana was loath to part with his arm, as he was still strangely attached to the hunk of flesh. Perhaps it was because the thing was still strongly attached to him. Grana tried to prove Alaena wrong somehow; a twitch of the fingers, or perhaps a twist of the wrist- anything would do. Grana sent the command to move his fingers and could feel them move, even without looking at them. Still, this meant nothing- Grana had heard tales of men who had lost limbs, and yet still completely believed they had a full set of appendages until their eyes confirmed what their nerves could not. "Damn... Why did I do such a stupid thing? Jacques is a trained professional, by the looks of it. He probably could have seen that ruse from a mile away!
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...But what if he hadn't?" This was the idea that scared Grana the most. That Jacques would have been cut down, with Grana able to easily stop it but failing to do so- this frightened Grana for some unknown reason. "So... This is friendship, eh? Damn, but if it doesn't come with strings." Grana decided to look. He turned his head slowly towards his arm, examining it for the first time since the actual incident. He once again commanded his fingers to move. Disappointed with the results, Grana turned back towards Alaena. "Alright, amp-" Suddenly, Grana replayed what he had seen, rewinding and playing each scene as if his eyes were movie projectors. There! Was that it? "Please, please, oh please, don't just be in my head." Grana thought as be quickly turned back to his arm and commanded with all his will for his arm to move. Again, he saw it! His fingers definitely twitched! "Hell, what do I have to lose? I'll risk it all on this one chance!" Grana looked back at Alaena. "On second thought, my family has been known for their resilient bodies. Let's wait and see, shall we?" Grana took his suit top off and offered it to Alaena. "Mind binding my arm to my chest? I don't want it getting in the way while I fight."

Grana stood up, exposing his back and the long scar that stretched diagonally from his right shoulder to his left hip. He reached into a portal and pulled out his common shirt, planning on donning it the moment Alaena bound his arm. "With all due respect, Captain, screw you. I want to see this through to the end, and even if no one else thinks less of me, I would. I was foolish, and now I have to pay the consequences, but I'm not letting that get in-between me and what I must accomplish." Grana shook his head. "Experience is a harsh school, but fools will learn in no other." He muttered. He once again smiled at Peter. "Besides, I still have one good arm, two good legs, and thirty-two good teeth to fight with! I'm not that weak, that I'll go down with a small handicap like this." Grana shrugged. "So, what's the plan, Captain?" Grana, for the first time in a while, was getting serious.

"It's not like I was going to amputate it here anyways Grana; I don't have any of my supplies. If you change your mind you'll just have to tell me," Alaena stated after rolling her eyes at Grana's comments, quickly binding his arm as best she could with his jacket. As she did it she mulled over Peter's offer, not entirely sure what she should do.

On one hand she did need a way to get off this island and move to the next place that needed help, and joining them would be an easier and less costly way. 'Not that I really need to be stingy with my money,' she thought as she went around to the others and doctored them up as best she could, making note of what needed to be done once she had her supplies. On the other hand she would be working and traveling with a pirate crew, and while they were ones that seemed to actually have morals, she could also not be entirely sure that they would stay that way. 'Or if they're normally just as ruthless. I barely even know them.'Once she was done with that she took a seat against a wall, still contemplating what she would do.

"Sorry buddy, if I have anything like that it'd be on my boat now and I don't know if we can really afford to head back there. Maybe the Doc'll have something for you though." Hal told Jacque with an apologetic smile on his face. He would like to help the bird man out since it would reduce his share of the fighting later, but Hal couldn't just carry around a bunch of random stuff like that.

"Ah, don't worry about it Peter. My business got screwed up long before I met you. I'm just glad I got to get my revenge. And... I'll think it over. Thanks." Hal replied to Peter as he weighed the benefits and consequences of joining Peter's crew. A pirate huh... I hate pirates. But these guys don't seem so bad. I already travel around a lot and this way I'd have some pals to keep me safe. And if we do it right, we could get some pretty sweet loot I bet. Of course, I'd have to fight a lot more.... Eh, I guess I'm in no hurry to decide. We'll see how I'm feeling about all this later. Hal thought with a shrug as he stood up and began stretching his sore legs tp get ready for when they'd be leaving again.

"Thanks, Alaena." Yoje said as his shoulder wound was bandaged up. All of his other injuries were minor scrapes and bruises which wouldn't slow him down at all. In his human form, he sat down against a wall and looked up at his captain. "I'm okay for another fight, Peter. Just tell me when we're ready to go."

Jacque replies to Pete "I'm quitting just yet! I still need to kick Inshi ass for stabbing me in my thigh! Yes my wound will get worse when using my legs however that in my human form. While I have exhausted my owl form but I have a backup plan when this happen. All I need for you to do is bring me coffee, lots of coffee! That should keep me awake and energise in my owl form. However once this is over and I revert back, I will be in a deep slumber so you better keep me safe when that happen Twoo."

Hal finished stretching as he listened to Peter's plan. His legs were still pretty sore so he'd have to avoid using Shave to much in the upcoming fight, but it'd have to do. The fact that they were gonna be stealthy about it this time would help with that and the idea of hitting the Budero family's income was very appealing to Hal. "So, you're saying we oughta rob a casino or two of theirs? I don't steal, but I'll make an exception for these guys. And I'll be a lot better at sneaking around than I am at fighting. I'm ready to go when you guys are, so just tell me what you need done and I've got ya covered!" Hal said with a devilish grin as he grabbed his sword and got ready to head out.

"Well, thievery isn't my strongest skill, but I can move pretty fast. Just tell me where to go, Peter." Yoje said confidently. Maybe it was better that he got a break from fighting anyway. "Are we not going to wait for Sammi though?"

"Alright, sounds good. Not getting into fights is something I can definitely do. Guess I'll head in first." Hal said before making his way into the casino. He wasn't entirely sure what he was looking for, having never robbed a place before now, but he figured keeping an eye on security was the way to go.

He stepped inside and decided the best way to get a good look around was to blend in and pretend to be a normal gambler. He hated gambling since the odds were always against him, but since he probably looked like a gambling addict he was painfully aware that he wouldn't draw any extra attention. He took a seat at a blackjack table at the edge of the main room, a place where he could get the best view of the whole area. He made very few bets since he was probably gonna be more focused on everything BUT the game and would likely lose every time. Here, his sunglasses came in handy as he kept on eye on everything around him without showing it to the people around him. As he played, he noted the positions of every guard he saw and any particularly dangerous patrons and kept an eye out for anyone who looked like Tozani.

Jacque had finally hopped his way back to the inn. Seeing how there was no time to gather and drink alot of coffee before they attack Tozani, he opted out as he doesn't want to risk injuring his thigh more.
As he got in the innkeeper is given him a weird look mostly staring at his injury.

He howl "Don't ask" as made his room back to his room.

As he got inside, he topples over to the bed, hitting his face in the blanket. He turns around with his back on the bed staring at the ceiling. He soon found himself nothing off as his eyes close.

They better kick some arses on my behalf...

Yoje knew next to nothing about gambling, and didn't want to enter the casino looking ready to start a fight(which he was). So he opted to walk around the outside of the casino instead, looking for any other exits and sizing up the Buderos who guarded them. Okay, look innocent, smile, don't look at the guards, but don't look straight ahead...Those two seem like basic thugs. Keep walking. Another thug...This would be so much easier for me if we still had enough crewmembers in fighting condition

Tozani still watched the resort from the casino roof. He'd found Inshi, and was now guiding his men to Inshi's location via transponder snail. "A left here. Now down that corridor. You'll have to kill some more Yarrakona now. Go up the stairs on the right once you're done with them."

Alaena had been quiet while they went over to Tozani's casino, still contemplating the offer that had been given to her. She opted to not go into the casino, knowing that the numerous injuries and weapons would make her way too noticeable in such a crowded place. [i]'And there is always the chance that someone might just recognize me for who I really am. That I cannot allow to happen,'[i/] she thought, looking down at the people entering and leaving the casino.

A flap of wings was heard from her left side, the weight of the small hawk landing on her shoulder a comforting feeling. She choked back whatever sadness she felt boil back up, knowing now was not the time. "What is it Fletch?" she asked him quietly, feeling his weight leave her shoulder when he flew up towards the roof of the casino. It was then she saw Boss Tozani looking through a telescope at the very top of his casino.

There was a moment where she considered shooting an arrow through his head and being done with it like that. This was personal though, and killing him that way wouldn't be nearly satisfying enough for her. Instead she jumped off the roof she was at, determined to finish him herself.

Tozani continued to guide his men through the resort until they reached Inshi's office, where the remaining Yarrakona elites awaited them. He was confident that his elite fighters could defeat them, but he kept his transponder snail just inn case. He still had to find the ones who started the attack on Inshi. He couldn't see them at the resort, so it was possible that he was their next target. But if they attacked now, he'd have the advantage. He knew they were coming, and they must be weakened from the last attack. Tozani headed back inside the casino, deciding to wait for them to come to him.
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Two men who looked like Budero elite stood in front of the steel door Yoje was now passing. They glared at him as he went by, and Yoje did his best to look afraid as he shuffled away from them. They've definitely got some money behind that door. It should be a good spot for one or two of us to break in.