The Red Ogre Weeps:
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"GAAAAAHHH!" Dorry let out a howl of pain and dropped to his knees, THUD! The light left his eyes and his trusty sword slipped from his grasp and went crashing down to the ground, Dorry the Blue Ogre swayed then fell to the ground and Broggy's feet. THOOM! The Century-Long battle of honor between the two mighty giant warriors was over.
It wasn't because of divine protection or because one giant had superior skill. The two giants were evenly matched. It was outside interference that ended the battle of honor.
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Luffy stared at the tree-line in shock. He was still pinned under the giant's cave but had seen Dorry's blood squirt up into the air. He remembered the giant's words before he had gone on to the battle. "I now know that this is a judgment. A judgment from Elbaph. I didn't have the God's protection and that is all."
Luffy renewed his struggles against the mountain he was pinned over, he slammed his head on the ground and tried to wrench the lower half of his rubber body free. "GRAAAHHH!" Luffy yelled in rage. Luffy's straw hat went flying as he continued to pound his head into the ground. "WHO WAS IIIT? WHO DID THIIIIIIS?"
Luffy's loud shout rang through the entire island. He was furious. Some dishonorable scumbag had interfered in this legendary battle, and as a result a proud noble warrior had been slain.
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The dishonorable scumbag in question was casually pouring himself a new cup of tea as his partner suddenly stiffened and stopped eating her rice cracker.
"Hey Mr. 3," said Ms. Goldenweek. "I think I heard something."
"Hoohoohaahaahaa!" Mr. 3 laughed, "Some pathetic animal yelping helplessly in the jungle! Amusing, HOOHOOOHAAAHAAAHAAA!"
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Broggy stood over Dorry's body, he was panting deeply. But if someone looked close enough, they'd see tears going down the giant's face. He was crying.
"All... these fights..." Broggy panted in between sobs. "Seventy-three thousand... four hundred sixty-seven duel... Seventy-three thousand... four hundred sixty-six draws... and... one win." UBB! UBB! Broggy was openly weeping now. He'd been fighting Dorry for over one hundred years. They'd been alone on the island with nothing but wild animals and occasional visitors. Dorry was the one constant in his life. Broggy may have defeated his opponent... but he'd also slain his one true friend. THOOM! Broggy dropped his large battle axe to the ground and then slipped his shield off his arm and dropped it, BOOOM! He'd worn that shield and carried that axe for so long it was hard to remember a time when he hadn't. UBB! UBB!
"Hoohoohahaha!" laughter rang out from down below.
Broggy turned to see Mr. 3 leaning against a tree enjoying a cup of tea. Ms. Goldenweek was still sitting on the picnic blanket on the ground next to him.
"Do I see tears of joy?" questioned Mr. 3. "I doubt that happiness will last long. But... for now I offer you my congratulations."
"DID YOU SAY HAPPINESS?" Broggy demanded with tears still running down his face. "YOU KNOW NOTHING! WHO ARE YOU LITTLE MAN?"
"I am Mr. 3," Mr. 3 introduced himself. "That's a codename of course which is necessary in my line of work I'm afraid. I'm an artist of sorts." Mr. 3 gestured to his partner with his tea cup, the laid-back girl was once again casually eating a rice cracker. "And this is my assistant. All the best artists require assistants, her name is Ms. Goldenweek." Mr. 3 raised an eyebrow and smiled evilly. "I tell you all of this because I've already caught you in one of my artworks."
