"You must introduce me to your charming crew," Gurnarde politely declined the plate of biscuits that was being shared around. "Very kind of you to offer us those comestibles, but no thank you, we do not accept food from humans, do we, Walker?"

Perhaps it was a good thing that the level of Gurnarde's bottle had been steadily going down, because it also reflected the declining level of the mermaid's reserve.

"What is there to say?" said Gurnarde bitterly, "Our King owed Straw-Hat a great debt. His honour would not let them execute the boy. Our entire Neptune army, and many others allies besides, marched against the World Government to save the man who had once upon a time, saved our kingdom. It was a battle the likes of which we will probably never see again.”

"But even with the might of Poseidon on our side, we lost.”

"In the end, after the Straw-Hat's head had been separated from his body and all that was left of us were fleeing from that ocean of blood, the World Government was still not content with their victory. They sent their hunters after us, and tried to cut off the retreat of Straw-Hat's crew."

Mar shrank away fearfully as the ranting continued. But just as abruptly as the rage had flared, it cooled down into moribund muttering.

"No, I must not. King Fukaboshi said we were not to hate the humans for the sins of a few... but just a few... just those few! Those accursed Dragons who control the World Government. They who are fiends in human form! I will hunt them down for what they have done! I will teach them what it is to be the hunted!”

"I will turn their bones into sand... and feed it to their children."