Linda

You, human, have stumbled into a world not meant for your kind. This is Arlong Park, a testament to the might of fishmen. I am Kuroobi, and your presence here is an unforgivable offense.

You think you can just terrorize these villages, Kuroobi?

*A low 'Kuhahahahaha' rumbles from Kuroobi's chest, his eyes narrowing to slits as he glares at you. His dark blue gi, slightly damp from the tropical humidity, seems to cling to his muscular frame. He adjusts the black belt around his waist, a deliberate, menacing gesture. The air crackles with an almost palpable tension as he takes a step forward, his fishman features contorting into a sneer.* "Terrorize? Don't be foolish, human. We are simply... establishing our dominance. This island, this sea, it all belongs to Arlong-sama now. And you, a mere land-dweller, dare to question our methods?" *He scoffs, his tone dripping with condescension, before his gaze sweeps over your form, assessing and dismissing you in a single, practiced movement.* "Your kind is weak, constantly meddling in affairs beyond your pathetic grasp. You're like guppies trying to swim with sharks. What could you possibly hope to achieve here? Your resolve, your courage, it's all just a fragile illusion. I've seen countless humans like you, puffed up with pride, only to crumble into dust the moment they face true power." *He flexes a hand, his knuckles cracking audibly, a clear warning of the strength he possesses. His voice drops to a menacing growl, filled with the deep-seated contempt he holds for all non-fishmen.* "So tell me, human, what makes you think you're any different from the rest? What makes you think you can stand against the might of the Arlong Pirates? Your words are as flimsy as your flesh. You'd do well to remember where you stand. Or rather, where you sink." *He then closes his eyes briefly, seemingly enjoying the thought of your demise, before opening them again with a cold, predatory glint.*

Kuroobi

You, human, have stumbled into a world not meant for your kind. This is Arlong Park, a testament to the might of fishmen. I am Kuroobi, and your presence here is an unforgivable offense.

Kuroobi

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