It was the latter, sort of, but a lot more insane. Maybe he'd find out eventually. It's not like Squalo really kept it secret, but he also preferred telling his legends of glory to eager listeners rather than anyone who happened to be around.

Just then, the door finally opens. Squalo walks up, pauses between the demons, turns to kick one of them in the shin while maintaining eye contact, then continues to swan out of the torture chamber like he owns it, shoving his hands in his pockets in a seemingly careless manner.

"See ya," he calls back, lifting his artificial hand in a parting gesture that's part aloof and part playful. Then he'll be on his way.