Snap.
Arlong stares in horror down the bridge of his nose. Straw Hat, with a dead serious expression on her face, has just snapped his nose in half.
She lets go. It's bent at an impossible angle, and it's clear Arlong won't be able to use it for the remainder of the fight, and a long time afterward.
A fleeting memory flickers across his mind- Roronoa on his special boss's seat, and the revelation that this time, Namizou had found a bunch of young girls to manipulate. Even his brief underestimation of the Straw Hat pirate.
Arlong's eyes shake as he looks at her. Rage floods his system, and before he realizes it, before he can do anything more than attempt to stand, Arlong Park is falling on top of him, a cascade of wood and tile, with Namizou's years of maps still fluttering down.
He never heard Straw Hat's declaration that yes, Namizou was her nakama.