The thick white smoke from Captain Smoker's cigars began to fill the alleyway. "A kid selling 'prophecies' in the street? You're coming with me for questioning," Smoker growled, his arm turning into smoke.
"System! Help!" Amine yelled.
[System Alert: Use 'Ink Distraction'. Reward: Smoke-Resistant Sprint.]
Amine grabbed a handful of blank papers and flicked them. The System's ink glowed, creating a dark cloud that confused Smoker's vision. Amine bolted, turning a sharp corner and crashing straight into a girl with orange hair.
"Watch it!" Nami snapped, hiding a bag of stolen gold behind her back. But her eyes caught the manga page falling from Amine's hand. It was a drawing of Arlong Park.
"How do you know about that place?" she whispered, her face turning pale. "Are you with the Arlong Pirates?"
Amine smirked, catching his breath. "No. I'm the one who writes their downfall. If you help me hide from the Marines, I'll show you the page where Arlong gets defeated."
Nami's eyes shifted from fear to greed. "A story that predicts the future? If this is a scam, I'll kill you. If not... we're going to be very rich."