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Mamas seat of power fell. Everyone who hasn't escaped used whatever means at their disposal to safeguard themselves whether that involved flight, teleportation or other means. But the one who managed to save most lives was Big Moms head chef Streusen. Using every ounce of his devil fruits capabilities he turned the chateau into a fluffy cake that cushioned the fall of those who couldn't find safety and was light enough to not crush any of the pedestrians below.
You ended up crawling out of a pile of whipped cream, coughing up blood and making the confection around you look cherry flavored.
"M-MAMA?! WHERE IS MAMA?!"
The sword still lodged inside your chest cried out in a fit of panic. Reaching around and pulling Napoleon out you fall to your knees from the relief. Unfortunately you don't have the luxury to rest so you get back up and listen to the strongest heartbeat around which belongs to Mama. You see the giant woman lumbering around in a stupor. She fell just as hard as you did but shows no signs of it. What is apparent is the patches of soot on her skin and her jerky movements from the shock. She FELT that!
"Ke-Kekeke! Looks like that did the job. Only a hundred more..."
But as you're about to take a step towards your opponent you hear her muttering something.
"Home, wedding cake, Silver, Straw Hat, Germa, wedding cake, home, Straw Hat, Silver!"
You recognize that empty, demented look in her eyes. She's starting to loose her grip on reality from the shocks she experienced one after another. She's about to snap! And when she does she won't just be your problem anymore but everyones!
>Maybe with her mind gone she'll finally be easier to tackle. Attack!
>"MAMA! I DID NOT COME TO FIGHT A MADMAN! I CAME TO FIGHT AN EMPEROR!" Try to get her back to her senses
>Well. Time to live and fight another day! RETREAT!
>Other?
