Mr. 10:
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"BROGGY!" Nami shouted from the Giant Candle Service Set that she was trapped in along with Vivi and Zoro. Just when the giant had broken the wax that was keeping him pinned to the ground, Mr. 5 had blown him up. Now the charred giant was lying motionless on the ground next to the body of Dorry.
"Kyahahahaha!" Ms. Valentine laughed, "The big fool!"
"Eh-hah," Mr. 5 chuckled, "Disgusting creature."
"..." Ms. Goldenweek stood silently behind the other Baroque Works Officer Agents... as usual.
"It seems that I have miscalculated," Mr. 3 realized. "I forgot how freakishly strong these dumb giants can be!"
"Grrr..." Broggy growled. He was getting ready to give fighting another try.
"It looks like you're going to require a more complete restraint!" Mr. 3 decided. GLOOP! Mr. 3's right arm turned into wax and he pulled it back and prepared for a new attack, "WAX... WAX... HANDCUFFS!" CHUNK! CHUNK! Two cuffs slammed down onto Broggy's wrists and pinned them down to the ground. "STILL GOING!" GLOOP! Mr. 3 channeled wax out of both of his hands and completely covered Broggy's hands and feet, encasing the large giant in bonds that were harder than steel.
"AND NOW FOR THE FINISHING TOUCH!" Mr. 3 announced. GLOOP! Mr. 3 launched four wax objects up into the air over his head, "TAKE THIS!" SHUNK! SHUNK! SHA-SHUNK! The four objects turned out to be stakes, they fell from the sky and pierced through Broggy's hands and feet, literally crucifying him on the ground.
"GRRAAAAHHH!" Broggy screamed out in pain.
"Hoohoohaahaahaa!" Mr. 3 laughed, "It'll be tough for you to move now won't it! HOOHOOHAAHAAHAA!"
Everyone was distracted by the giant's howls of pain and the Candle Man's laughter. No one noticed the green and purple prehistoric bird that circled the clearing from overhead. Gwa... Bob the prehistoric bird squawked before the swooped down and disappeared into the jungle outside of the clearing.
"YOU MONSTERS!" Vivi shouted at the Baroque Works Agents. "YOU'RE DESPICABLE!"
"LET'S GET THESE CANDLES GOING FASTER!" Mr. 3 called out. "It's time to turn these people in to beautiful artistic wax statues! HOOHOOHAAHAAHAA!"
FWIP! FWIP! FWIP! The pumpkin bowl that was up above the wax cake that Nami, Zoro, and Vivi were stuck in started to spin even faster. The wax candles melted sending flakes of wax down on the three captives.
"KOFF! KOFF!" Nami coughed, "My chest is starting to hurt... the wax is starting to get into our lungs... at this rate he's going to turn us into wax from the inside out! KOFF!"
"HOOHOOHAHAHA!" Mr. 3 laughed. "That's it! Make it look like you're in as much pain a possible! That's perfect! Expressions of agony are what I seek to achieve in my art! The finished product will be simply splendid! You must die filled with terror!"
"THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL ART, YOU FREAKY WEIRD-HAIRED FREAK?" Nami shouted. "YOU GUYS ARE GONNA REGRET THIS! YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO BROGGY AND DORRY! AND FOR WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO DO TO US!"
"Yell and scream all you want little girl!" Mr. 3 taunted her. "No one can help you now! YOU'RE DOOMED!"
"Who's doomed?" came a voice from behind Mr. 3.
The four Baroque Works Officer Agents spun around and saw a mysterious man standing behind them. He wore a black cowboy hat with red ribbon around the base and a big pair of sunglasses that hid most of his red hair and both of his eyes. He wore a red tank top and black cargo pants under a long black coat. A curved sword could be seen inside the coat sheathed at his waist and he wore black steel-soled boots on his feet. Cut into the front of the red tank top was the number '10'.
