Ryo was sprawled casually across a couch in one of Labophase's lounges, one arm draped over the backrest, tail flicking lazily from side to side. For once, he wasn't pacing, wasn't itching for a fight — he had accepted that, right now, there was genuinely nothing for him to do.
Ryo (thinking): so cp0 are up here with us, they've attacked the sunny where zoro and brook are. zoro is fighting kaku seemingly without much effort, then they've also got seraphim or four of them to be specific. so two of our crew mates vs eight killing machines. luckily they should follow vegapunk and the satellites orders over CP0 so that problem can take care of itself now Edison and Lilith have left, but something tells me the world is going crazy right now
A nearby monitor flickered, showing live footage of Zoro and Kaku clashing. Kaku's body had twisted into a towering humanoid giraffe form — thick limbs, elongated neck, raw brute power pouring off him. Even without deep analysis, Ryo could tell.
Ryo (thinking): awakening... figures
Other feeds showed the Seraphim standing in formation:
S-Hawk, a childlike Mihawk with empty eyes and a blade too large for his frame.
S-Bear, a younger Kuma with massive hands folded calmly.
S-Snake, Boa Hancock reborn as a cold, porcelain doll.
S-Shark, a smaller Jimbei, muscles coiled like steel cables.
And S-Wolf — silent, dangerous, waiting.
Lucci, Itsuki, and Stussy stood behind them, watching like executioners.
Ryo let out a slow breath.
Before he could drift any further into thought, footsteps approached.
Robin stopped beside the couch, looking down at him with a stern, unreadable expression.
Robin: so are you going to help them out?
Ryo cracked one eye open and raised an eyebrow.
Ryo: i thought I was supposed to stay here and wait to head out, this has been a very confusing day
Robin didn't blink.
Robin: Plans change, go and help
A slow grin crept onto Ryo's face.
Ryo: CP0 and the Seraphim! Sounds like a hell of a party!
He shot upright in one fluid motion and took off down the hallway, sandals barely touching the floor.
Franky burst from a side corridor, slamming his fists together.
Franky: Yeah! I'm going to back them up!
Ryo glanced at him mid-run, curiosity flashing in his eye.
Ryo: You really think you can help out?
Franky puffed up, clearly offended.
Franky: Hey! The more help the better right!
A yellow blur streaked past them.
Sanji was suddenly ahead, already shouting over his shoulder toward Nami, hearts practically in his eyes.
Sanji: I'm on it! Consider me your own personal seraphim! Sanjiphim! Is here to do anything you ask him too!
Then his face twisted as he glanced back down the hall.
Sanji: Wait! Why do I have to be the one to save mosshead!
Franky barked angry.
Franky: because we need him curlyphim! Now come on we gotta hurry!
Sanji growled, clenching his fists as he surged forward again.
Sanji: alright fine! But he's gonna owe me big time for this one
