Failure of a Beast

"My lady, we've fed the flesh of all the soldiers to the plants and buried the bones within the trunk of a large enough tree." A black-robed man said, "There are no traces left behind."

"Cover those trees in such a way that it looks natural." Kekua Fornol said in all seriousness, "There are plenty of potent investigative abilities in the Fornol Empire. We shouldn't underestimate them. Triple-check this place. Even grass pointing at us shouldn't be left behind."

"Yes, my lady!" The black-robed man walked away, devoted to doing as he was told.

As for her, she stared at the trunk before her, opening it to see exactly three hundred Devil Fruits within, grinning in response as she shouted, "We've hit it big this time!"

"Wow!" All the people under her cheered in response. They were a guerrilla force, bandits to be exact that had been living in hiding for more than a decade now, part of a Kingdom that was invaded and colonised by the Fornol Empire.