[Box: Back in the room where they were imprisoned...]
Master: I see...... / This door that should absorb all forms of physical attack, obliterated...!!
Pursuers: Ah... Master!!
Master: These scorched edges... Just who are those people...? // I know of only one man with the technology to create laser weaponry...!!! / This seems just like the work of one of that accursed Vegapunk's Pacifista!! // So... Have you still not managed to capture the escaped prisoners?
Pursuers: They should be being cornered in the Biscuit Room as we speak... // Is the Master here?!!
Master: ...Yes, I am here.
Pursuer: Master... There is a G5 battleship just off the coast!
Master: ?!! // A battleship?! ......!! Make it leave, without fail!! Cover the area with poison gas! // It would be quite inconvenient to have to kill members of the military...!!!
Pursuer: Yes, Master!
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