"𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐦," softly uttered the doctor.
The diagnosis is clear; Alessia had lost the ability to utter a single word for nearly a month. Her parents, initially unconcerned, grew tense upon hearing the news, overcome by a blend of emotions that the...
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It took Kid more than one blow to knock out Kuma's replica.
I have to admit, he put a lot of effort in, but without Armament Haki, it's impossible to take down this robot in one go. So, I won the bet hands down, while the stupid grin on that man's face melted away like snow in sunlight.
I refrained from gloating, but throughout the battle, Law didn't hold back, observing him strike Kuma like a mad man.
Eventually, we part ways, Killer reluctantly passing me the details of their Den Den Mushi as the rest of his crew prepares to set sail, four or five men aside.
"Heat and Wire, right?" I inquire, addressing two men seated near the roots of a towering mangrove. "Don't make such a face, I'm not going to ask him for the impossible," I exhale, noting their furrowed brows.
