Kapitel 569: 9.05.1 Anomalies afoot.

The world is unpredictable, rarely would things ever go your way. 

Rosso's pursuit of Malidi had brought him to varied places. It had forced him to meet even weirder people and most of the time, it was far harder for Rosso to ever succeed in what he wanted too easily. 

What was the issue? Rosso wondered while looking at the collapsed little girl below him. A girl he protected using his eye of melancholy, though it did leave him weak. "I am tired." Spoke Rosso while getting up from Mini's body and then turning to look at the island below him. 

The majority of his mosquitoes were taken out, but so were the pirates who tried to put up a resistance against these mosquitoes. They were feeble and weak, including their captain. His next steps were predictable at this moment. He was going to feed on the surviving island folks and then leave this place.