One Piece: Wielder of the Void

70. Kidnapping Robin -1

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Daiki steadied himself, allowing his turbulent emotions to subside, while his eyes returned to their usual colour from the intense blood-red that had earlier consumed them.

As he composed himself, a mocking smirk crossed his face.

He knew Crocodile had already fled, but there was no satisfaction to be had from chasing him down. For now, his interest was in another matter.

His gaze shifted to Robin, who was still seated on the ground, visibly shaken.

The young woman seemed frozen in place, her breathing unsteady, as if she were trying to process the surreal chaos that had just transpired.

Slowly, Daiki walked toward her, his steps measured and deliberate, each one amplifying the sense of foreboding that seemed to fill the air.

When he finally stood before her, Daiki spoke with a chilling calm, "Can you read the Poneglyphs?"

His voice, sharp and unyielding, sliced through the silence, jolting Robin from her daze.

She blinked, disoriented, her mind scrambling to catch up with the question.

Though she could hardly process the gravity of her situation, she managed a slight nod, acknowledging her ability.

Still, her heart pounded with apprehension. She wasn't sure what he intended, but she knew resistance was not an option.

"Read what's inscribed," Daiki commanded, his tone leaving no room for defiance.

Robin hesitated, her gaze shifting to the ancient stone, as she struggled to find her voice.

"I... I can't decipher... all of it," she stammered, her words barely audible.

Daiki's eyes narrowed, studying her closely. "Just tell me where it mentions the ancient weapon Pluton. That's all I need," he replied with an almost eerie calm.

Swallowing her fear, Robin took a shaky breath and finally responded, "The South Blue… an island shaped like a wine jar."

She wasn't certain what this man wanted with the information or if he shared Crocodile's ambitions.

All she knew was that revealing the truth was her only hope of survival.

Daiki's expression shifted as he processed her words. Baterilla Island… The name lingered in his mind, and for a moment, a glimmer of recognition crossed his face.

He knew the island she spoke of, and the realization sent a chill down his spine. It was a place he hadn't expected to be drawn to in this way.

A heavy silence settled between them, broken only by the soft rustling of the ancient chamber.

Then, without warning, Daiki raised his hand and struck her shoulder, rendering her unconscious in an instant. His expression was devoid of sympathy.

Survival in this world demanded a level of ruthlessness, and he wasn't about to make exceptions.

Daiki glanced down at the unconscious woman and then pulled a sheet of paper from his coat. With practised ease, he made a rubbing of the Poneglyph's inscriptions, careful to capture every detail.

This information would be vital, and he couldn't afford to overlook a single line.

Once he finished, Daiki examined the stone, considering his next move. Perhaps I should destroy it, he mused, eyeing the towering relic. Summoning his Devil Fruit ability, he struck at the stone with full force, but to his astonishment, his claws left not even a scratch.