Ake was utterly terrified upon seeing this monstrous form of Chopper.

"No one ever informed me that there was a Devil Fruit that would actually turn one into the devil," he said. "But this side of you is starting to impress me. Perhaps you are the devil himself or a demon, but a true man never surrenders no matter the odds. On my very honour as the Lion Ake, I will send you back to the fiery pits of hell to whence you came. Mark my words!"

He then charged at Chopper. "Shave!" He then began to thrust his staff at Chopper with unbelievable speed. "Finger Pistol Q!"

However, his attacks just didn't seem to affect Chopper; in fact, they just bounced off his fur.

"Moonwalk!" Ake yelled and took off until he was right in front of his face. "Lion Kebab!"

He then swung his burning staff at Chopper, but it didn't appear to face him in the slightest. Ake had already been worn out by Chopper's previous attack, and now he was facing an even more powerful opponent.

"Y-you've given me no choice; with this, you shall fall!" Ake vowed in his hair began to move on its own again. "Life Return! Hair Bind!"

Chopper then roared loudly, and Ake stopped his attack terrified.

"Hair Bind!" said Ake trying to continue the attack, but his hair wouldn't move in the slightest. "Hair Bind!"

Ake's knees were shaking badly; he had never experienced such fear in all his life. "This is beyond belief; every inch of my being from my subconscious to the tips of my hair is screaming that I must escape if I wish to survive, and they won't shut up about it either. But I refuse! I won't flee; my body will obey! I will fight! Once in a man's life… Once in a man's life… Once in a man's life… he encounters a foe that his honour demands to face even though it might result in his demise."

He then jumped into the air. "Shave! Tempest kick Blossom!" He then unleashed a barrage of slashing attacks at Chopper and didn't relent. He then raised his staff, ready to strike. "Song of Willow!"

However, Chopper clearly had had enough and slammed his hand right down on top of him, sending him crashing into the ground.

At the same time, Eret was climbing out of the crater he had created after retrieving the key from Olaf. However, that previous battle had taken a lot out of him, more than he had expected.

"Crap," he groaned. "Man, that guy kicked my ass ragged. Oh well, I'm walking away with this key." He then examined the number on the key to see whether it was the one they needed. "Number four, huh? The drake and the weirdo need number two; that's what the deer said. The only keys remaining belong to that cowboy, that muscular lady and that secretary girl. One of them has to have the number two key; I just hope those guys can hold on just a little longer because they could be just about anywhere."

Fishlegs was currently in the bathroom with Kala, something which he found rather disturbing. However, the moment he had entered the bathroom, he suddenly became weak and fell to the floor.

"I was under the impression that you are short on time," Kala smiled at him. "If that were the case, it would seem as if you're not trying very hard. Perhaps this is all part of your plan."

"Hey, I'm not exactly the kind of guy that enjoys fighting against the naked girl," said Fishlegs.

"And here I thought pirates would jump at the chance to ravage a helpless woman such as myself," Kala smiled.

"First, not that kind of pirate, and second you're not exactly helpless," said Fishlegs.

"True enough," said Kala as she began to get out of the bath, and Fishlegs immediately closed his eyes. "Pardon me a moment."

She then went behind a screen and began putting her clothes back on. Fishlegs then began getting back onto his feet tried to figure out what was going on.

"So, what's your power anyway?" Fishlegs asked.

"It would spoil it if I told you now, solving a mystery as part of the fun fighting a power holder," she said.

'All the answers have to be in this room,' said Fishlegs. 'I mean, why else would she do battle in a bathroom, knowing that water would weaken her. I don't know what she did earlier; I was doing my best to avert my eyes.'

He decided the best way in order to figure things out was to keep her talking.

"So you think I'm weak, huh?" said Fishlegs. "Well, you haven't seen the Perfect Clima Gauntlets yet. If you think I'm just the ship's navigator, you're in for a world of hurt. Thunder Charge!" Elections he then began to cover his hands, and then he charged towards Kala. "Thunder Punch!"

He then swung his fist right through the screen, but she had vanished into thin air. He then turned his head and found that she had used her Shave technique to get behind him.

"That is a rather impressive weapon," she admitted and then she heard something above her. She looked up and saw thunderclouds forming above her. "Are those… clouds?"

"Did you think I was just talking and allowed you to stomp on me?" Fishlegs smiled.

Kala's eyes realise that he had been preparing for this the entire time.

"Thunderbolt Tempo!" Fishlegs yelled, firing a Thunder Ball into the storm clouds.

Then suddenly, a huge bolt of lightning shot out from the clouds right down on top of Kala.

"That's what happens when you don't take the Dragon Riders seriously," said Fishlegs.

However, when the smoke cleared to his surprise, he saw a huge bar of soap standing there. It then slowly began to disintegrate, and standing inside of it was Kala, and the lightning bolt didn't appear to have affected her in the slightest.

"What an interesting surprise," said Kala. "I never thought I would get struck by lightning indoors."

"Damn," said Fishlegs. "That barrier protected her, but what was it made of? It looks like it turned into bubbles."

"You better hurry figure that out," Kala advised. "It's your only chance of defeating me. I should really tease you like that; you'll never guess."

"It was almost like soap when you washed it away," said Fishlegs. "Did you eat some kind of Bubble-Bubble Fruit? Is that it?"

"Well, still, if you do know what my power does, that doesn't mean you're stronger than me or anything," said Kala rather defensively, pretty much confirming Fishlegs' theory. "Understand?"

'Talk about defensive,' said Fishlegs. 'I almost feel bad for her.'

"To put it in another way, my power is cleanliness," said Kala as bubbles began to form around her. "I'm a soap human thanks to the Bubble-Bubble Fruit, so my entire body always has a nice shine. Lovely, isn't it?"

"Maybe, but it seems pretty useless in fighting, though," said Fishlegs. "So, do you just make people slip or what?"

"The sea bubbles that I create obey my every command, and I have quite the imagination."

Fishlegs then turned towards the back and saw the bubbles inside begin to move on their own.

"What that?" he stared.

"I'll give you an example," said Kala, and the bubbles flew towards her.

"So she wasn't just taking a bath," Fishlegs stared.

"Bubble Master: Soap Sheep!" she yelled as the bubbles began to cover her body.

"What?" Fishlegs stared.

"Beautiful, huh?"

Beautiful was not quite the right word; bizarre was a bit more accurate. The bubbles had formed around her, giving the appearance of a sheep.

"Yeah, some imagination," said Fishlegs.

"Ha, don't let the fluffy appearance fool you. Sheep Cloud: Relaxing Bubble!"

The bubbles around her then suddenly shot out towards Fishlegs. "Oh, by the way, did you wonder why you lost strength when you walked in here?"

Fishlegs eyes widened. 'Of course, that must have something to do with her power. What else could it be? Now that I think about it, when I came through the door, the floor was covered in bubbles.'

He then suddenly realised that the bubble she was firing no doubt weakened the body upon impact.

"Oh, crap!" Fishlegs yelled and moved to avoid them.

However, he was grazed by one of the bubbles and felt the ground as his strength practically elected body instantly.

"You took too long to figure it out," Kala laughed.

"My strength is fading again," Fishlegs winced. "It's just like earlier when I stepped in a puddle of bubbles."

"Give it some time; you'll soon understand the true horror of this power," Kala promised, then immediately took off.

She then suddenly appeared in front of Fishlegs and then kicked him in the chest so hard he was sent flying across the room.

"The bubbles that come from my body further," Kala continued. "They scour and clean anything you can think of. Dirt and general filth, of course, as well as your strength. Perhaps you need to be reminded of something; I'm not just a secretary; I am one of the world's most deadly assassins."

Fishlegs felt his strength returning to his body. "I can move again." He then looked at his shoulder and saw that all the bubbles had been popped. "Maybe it's because the bubbles disappeared."

He then got to his feet and raised his gauntlets. "I'm done with you. Thunder Ball!"

He placed his hands together and then fired a Thunder Ball directly at Kala, but she merely used his Shaved technique to get out of the way.

"That weapon is interesting, but it won't be enough," she said behind Fishlegs. He suddenly felt her hands brushing against his legs. "Golden Bubbles!"

"What are you doing?" Fishlegs yelled, swinging a lightning covered fists at her.

However, she quickly vanished before his fiscal make contact, and suddenly, he found himself losing balance and fell to the floor.

"My legs, I can't stand," he said. He then looked down at his legs and saw that they were squeaky-clean and very slippery. "My legs? What did you do to me?"

Kala appeared in front of him, smiling. "My slightest touch can make anything glisten; it's my gift to make everything beautiful. I'll give your skin a luminescence sheen; every inch of your body will shimmer for my touch."

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Ake wasn't doing as well as Kala. Chopper's last attack was rendered him unconscious, and now he was spitting large amounts of blood. On top of everything else, his staff was now completely bent, and he was positive that he had broken a few rates.

Chopper then sniffed the air finding out that he was still conscious, and turned back towards him. Ake was barely able to stand, let alone fight, and Chopper was now making his way towards him. Ake looked up and saw Chopper raising his hand once more and then swung it down towards him.

"Iron Bod—"

Chopper struck him before he could finish and smashed him into the floor. He wasn't finished yet as he kept on pounding on top of Ake non-stop, and once he was finished, he gave out a monstrous roar.

Unaware of this, Eret was climbing his way back up the Tower of Law towards the kitchen.

"I've got no idea what's waiting for me; as soon as I get back up, I had better get me some cola," he said. "I wonder if that deer is still hanging in there?"

Then suddenly, the wall blew apart.

"What's going on up there?"

Eret finally managed to reach the terrace and pulled himself up. Of course, once he got there, what he found was shocking, to see the least.

Chopper was standing there before him, holding Ake by his head.

"What the hell is that?" Eret stared, and then he noticed the unconscious Ake. "Wait, that's the CP9 guy that got locked in the fridge. Thing is holding him like a ragdoll."

He then watched in shock as Chopper tossed Ake towards the main island directly over the courthouse like tossing a ball.

"What the hell did I miss?" Eret stared as he looked back at Chopper.

Then upon closer examination, he recognised the hat Chopper was wearing. "That hat, I think it is the same style that deer was wearing. Hey, you! You're not that deer gorilla, right?"

Chopper then looked down at Eret, apparently seeing him for the first time. Eret didn't like the look he was giving him, and he certainly didn't like it when he raised his hand. A split second later, he was struck by Chopper and fell back down towards the ground.

The Marines and government agents were completely stunned as well as Ake had landed right in front of them.

"This can't be real," said a Marine as he gulped.

"No, it's him all right," said an agent. "It's Ake!"

"His body came rocketing over from the Tower of Law!"

"But who could have done that to him?"

Eret groaned as he lay there on the ground. "Seriously, what the hell is his problem?"

He looked up and saw that Chopper was climbing up the Tower of Law.

Meanwhile, Heather had come to a stop in the passageway and looked back down. She could have sworn she heard someone.

'A voice?' she said.

Spandam stopped as well upon noticing this. "Hey, keep moving. I don't remember telling you to stop, Heather Owson."

Heather merely ignored him.

"Hey! Are you listening to me?" Spandam yelled. "Don't forget who's the boss here!" Heather just continued to remain silently turned his eyes to Lael. "All right, Lael, just drag you along. Pull her by the hair if you have to."

Lael then made his way towards Heather and grabbed her arm. "It's an order; now come on. Start walking."

"You're delusional, aren't you?" said Spandam knowing the reason why she was looking back. "You're honestly convinced that the Dragon Riders are still on the way to rescue you." He then laughed. "Moron! I have never seen such a weak-looking pirate crew; if that's your only hope, that's pretty sad. The explosion we heard earlier was probably the pipes or something; there's no way they could make it this far.

"While you're off in your little fantasy world are dreaming of being rescued, we'll pass the Gates of Justice. The Bridge of Hesitation lies right before the Gates of Justice. We'll cross the first elevated half of the bridge had. Once the gate is within our sight, the other half of the bridge will rise from the sea, and then we'll finally pass through the gates themselves. Once the gate is firmly closed behind us, every lingering trace of your pathetic, misguided optimism will be dashed to pieces. You'll forget what hope even means. The only feeling in your body will be an overwhelming eternal sense of guilt; you will spend your days in ceaseless atonement for your arrogant crime of existing. You know it's true, Heather Owson."

He then began laughing maniacally.

Lael's eyes lit up as he heard footsteps approaching them, and he smiled.

"Now then, hurry along," said Spandam, unaware of this. "Move your feet, wench!"

"Heather!" Hiccup's voice yelled.

Spandam's eyes widened in horror. "W-w-what was that?" I heard someone! Did you hear that? Who was it?"

Heather smiled as she looked back because she knew it was Hiccup.

Lael then calmly walked past Spandam as he began screaming his head off. "You had better take Heather Owson and start moving. Don't worry, chief, I'll handle this."

Hiccup saw that he was coming towards a pair of wooden doors.

"A door and Lisa doesn't look like it's made of iron this time," he said and transformed into his hybrid form.

He then punched right through the wooden doors until he entered what appeared to be some sort of storage room.

"Where am I?" said Hiccup as he looked around and then he saw sitting on a crate was Lael. "Well, look at the cat dragged in."

"Glad you can make it," Lael smiled.