Here it comes! Here it comes!
They're definitely about to fight!
The prisoners hiding in their cells, watching the scene unfold, felt their hearts race with excitement, eyes burning with anticipation. Hearing Borsalino's infuriating words, paired with that ridiculous, sleazy grin and mocking tone—who could possibly resist the urge to smash his face in?
Given Daren's temperament, there was no way this wouldn't turn into a fight.
Finally, some good entertainment!
No—more accurately, it was finally their turn to enjoy the show.
At that moment, the prisoners confined in Eternal Hell felt their eyes sting with emotion, some even on the verge of tears.
Only heaven knew what kind of torment they had endured these past few days. Beaten, pummeled, and humiliated day after day—and now, at long last, they'd get to watch someone else get beaten instead!
"..."
Watching Borsalino's exaggeratedly frightened expression, Daren's fist instinctively tightened.
Yeah, right. Like I'm buying that.
Still, judging by Borsalino's displayed abilities—especially with the Pika Pika no Mi amplified by Observation Haki capable of foreseeing the future—his mobility and agility were nearly flawless. His attacks and evasions were unpredictable, his movements like a ghost.
Daren admitted to himself that in his normal state, he'd have no real way to deal with that yellow monkey—he'd just have to grit his teeth through the man's constant sarcasm and smug taunts.
If he unleashed Magnetic Field Rotation at full power, though, his sheer physical strength and battlefield control would give him a crushing advantage.
What he hadn't expected, however, was for Borsalino to develop something like "Light Clones."
Recalling the strange scene from earlier, Daren couldn't help but feel a flicker of excitement, faint arcs of blue electricity beginning to crackle across his body.
But Borsalino seemed to read his thoughts. Grinning, he said,
"Don't look at me like that. I'm no match for you."
He raised both hands in mock surrender—only for his form to dissolve into countless golden particles of light before their eyes.
"For someone who's mastered Observation Haki to the point of predicting the future, my Devil Fruit power is completely countered, you know..."
His amused voice faded into the air, vanishing along with his tall, luminous form. Countless golden photons streamed through the cracks of the heavy metal door and disappeared beyond sight.
The motion had been blindingly fast, seamless, and fluid. Daren's mouth twitched, while the prisoners in their cells stood dumbfounded.
They'd been expecting an intense, explosive brawl—never imagining that Borsalino, a Vice Admiral and candidate for Admiral, would retreat so completely.
And that slipping-through-the-door move? Way too practiced.
"Hahahaha... that brat's still as irritating as ever."
Redfield chuckled quietly, shaking his head.
A few dark lines appeared on Daren's forehead.
For an instant, he'd thought about chasing him—but Borsalino's speed was far beyond his expectations, making the idea pointless.
Through his heightened Observation Haki, Daren could sense that in less than three seconds, Borsalino had traveled from the icy fifth underground level of Impel Down all the way to the first.
Only after confirming Daren wasn't pursuing did he leisurely adjust his collar and sleeves, strolling casually onto the upper platform above the sea.
With an escape speed that absurd, Daren couldn't have caught him even if he tried.
"I really can't figure that guy out."
Daren sighed helplessly.
"That bastard genuinely tried to kill me just now."
Redfield smiled faintly.
"Foreseeing the future is quite a special ability. Unless one faces an opponent capable of nullifying Observation Haki, a warrior who has awakened this power can, in most cases, command the battlefield with absolute ease and confidence."
"When you can see the future, everything in the world becomes effortless."
At that, he gave Daren a knowing wink.
"Since you're still alive—and managed to achieve a breakthrough in your Observation Haki—then this must have been the future that Borsalino saw."
Hearing Redfield's somewhat cryptic words, Daren frowned, thinking carefully.
"You mean... the moment he attacked, he had already seen the future where I succeeded in breaking through?"
"No."
Redfield's smile deepened slightly.
"He attacked because he saw the future where you would succeed."
Daren paused.
He understood now what Redfield meant.
"Exactly. With your talent and determination, combined with the training you've undergone these past days, stepping into the realm of 'future sight' was only a matter of time."
Redfield gently swirled the wine in his glass. The liquid shimmered like blood, glinting faintly in the dim light, casting a hypnotic glow.
"Borsalino merely accelerated that outcome."
He lifted his gaze, meeting Daren's eyes calmly as his voice echoed through the silent prison hall.
"Daren, boy... the 'future' is a fascinating thing."
"Sometimes, the future we glimpse can change depending on the choices we make."
"But there are also times when no matter how hard we fight or struggle, the future cannot be changed."
"You might not fully understand what I'm saying now... but one day, you will."
"The pain of seeing the future and being powerless to change it—sooner or later, you'll experience it yourself."
"But that's for the future. For now, just enjoy the beauty of this new ability of yours... though I no longer have the energy to keep you company."
With that, Redfield raised his glass toward Daren in a silent toast, then tilted his head back and drained the red wine in one smooth motion.
He turned away, walking slowly toward the deepest part of the prison. His figure disappeared into the darkness, swallowed by the shadows.
Daren watched him go, exhaling deeply after a long pause.
"Thanks."
He gave a small nod of respect toward the darkness.
A faint, eerie crimson gleam flickered deep within his pupils.
Observation Haki Intensity: 91.099!
Derived Ability... Future Sight!!