"No... impossible..." Spandain was horrified, his voice trembling as he shouted again, but his cries were futile.
"Miss Robin, let's do it. This scum doesn't deserve to live another minute!" Rona spoke coldly, pulling a knife from her system space and handing it to Robin.
Robin took the knife, hatred burning in her eyes, and walked slowly toward Spandain.
"Nico Robin! Think carefully! You're already a wanted criminal by the World Government. If you kill me, you'll never escape your sins!" Spandain pleaded, his desperation growing as Robin came closer.
"Stop! Stop! I promise, if you spare me, I'll find a way to clear your name! Don't do this, Robin! I'm just another pawn of the World Government, forced into this role!" Spandain's voice grew more frantic, the despair evident in every word.
"Scum!" Robin's voice was icy, her hand steady as she raised the knife.
Spandain's arrogance vanished, replaced by fear. He fell to the floor, groveling like a dog, his voice pleading. "Yes, I'm scum! A beast! Robin, please, have mercy! Spare my life..."
"Mercy?" Robin's expression hardened. "Will my mother forgive you? Will Ohara ever forgive you for all the lives you've destroyed?" She gritted her teeth and plunged the knife into Spandain's back, piercing his heart.
Puchi~! The knife drove deep, through his chest, pinning him to the ground.
Spandain gasped, blood spilling from his mouth, his body twitching for a moment before going still.
"Mother... Did you see that? Clover, can you see it too?" Spandain's last breath escaped him, his voice fading as he died.
Robin stood over him, the weight of her actions settling on her. She released the knife, her strength gone, and Finn quickly stepped forward, pulling her into his arms.
"It's over now, Robin," Finn whispered, stroking her cheek. "I know your mother is watching over you. You'll find peace."
Tears welled up in Robin's eyes as she held Finn's hand. "I will be happy... by your side."
The next day, at the World Summit, the kings of various nations began arriving. On the Marine side, only Kizaru and Finn were present, along with a few clerks. The Celestial Dragons were notably absent, but officials from the CP organization were in attendance.
King Sika, King Tetruu, and others exchanged greetings as they arrived. King Cobra of Alabasta, searching the room for his daughter Vivi, and King Cyrus of Dressrosa, similarly scanning for his daughter Rebecca, shared a moment of mutual understanding.
Suddenly, Cobra and Cyrus spotted their daughters behind Finn. "Vivi!" "Rebecca!" Both princesses rushed to their fathers, excited to reunite.
A discordant voice interrupted the reunion. "What are these girls doing here? This is the World Summit!" The voice came from Wapol, the obese king of Drum Kingdom, who had spoken out of turn.
The two kings, Cobra and Cyrus, smiled diplomatically, not wanting to cause a scene. "Don't mind Brother Wapol," Cobra said kindly. "It's just his way."
Cyrus, still new to the role of king, followed suit with a gentle smile, "I apologize for any trouble caused."
But Wapol wasn't finished. "Hmph! You kings should know better than to let such mistakes slide. Apologies won't help here!"
His words were met with mocking looks from other kings who found the scene amusing.
Before Cobra or Cyrus could respond, a figure appeared behind Wapol. With a swift motion, Finn grabbed Wapol by the head and slammed it into the conference table.
Boom! The table cracked as Wapol's face was embedded in it.
"Do you really think you can point fingers at my young master?" Finn spat, clapping his hands as if to rid them of the filth.
"How dare you!" Wapol sputtered, but before he could finish, a furious voice came from the seat next to him. "What do you think you're doing?!" It was King John Fort of the Kingdom of Barleywood, who rose to his feet in outrage.
"Shut up," Finn said coldly, turning to face him. With one swift motion, he grabbed John Fort's head and smashed it into the table as well.
Boom! Another hole was made in the table, and King John Fort followed in Wapol's footsteps.
The rest of the room was left in stunned silence, the shock of the events taking a moment to sink in. Kizaru, now visibly sweating, looked on in disbelief.
"This guy... He's terrifying," Kizaru muttered under his breath, unsure whether to approach or retreat.