Two Hearts

Silence

He couldn't stop the bleeding. All he could do was try to lessen it for now. As soon as he assured himself that there was no branding on Aisuru's back, he shifted his hold on her. He used one hand as a very makeshift tourniquet at her wrist while the other brandished Kikoku.

Trebol seemed to be rather disgruntled, to say the least. When Aisuru leapt on him, she had wrapped the bloody shackle and chain around his neck. When Law teleported her to him, he neglected to bring the sea-prism cuffs with her. Trebol wailed. His head lay sideways on the stage next to Aisuru's severed thumb. The rest of his body slumped at the foot of the stage.

Everyone was screaming. Several random cuts made plenty of amputations. Many guests and most servers had simply been sliced in half. The rest were missing arms, legs, the tops of their heads...

People crowded the heavy doors, banging their fists (if they had them) and screaming. The castle reverberated with the noise. Law smirked. He knew the doors only opened one way: they only opened in. Thus far, Aisuru had made his job here rather easy. With the brothel in chaos due to the demon pirate's antics, and Trebol made vulnerable due to her iron will, it was likely they would have very little trouble getting out.

First, however... "Tact." He amused himself by chasing servers and guests alike with Trebol's wailing head. He controlled the head with one finger, using another to bring Aisuru's thumb to him. "Bepo-ya. Hold on to this." Law pressed the severed appendage into Bepo's paw, careful of the nodachi blade.

"SILENCE!" A fat woman draped in feathers shrilled over the babble. Quiet descended on the crowd, but not because of her charisma.

Law imagined he could feel the barrier spread across the room, calming the frantic sounds. This barrier was not cast with kindness or love. She didn't deserve to have it.

Mama Rose stood atop the stairs, practically snarling at the entire room. "This is not what I wanted! Why did nothing go to plan?" Her dark eyes glittered as they landed on Aisuru.

Law met her angry gaze steadily, adjusting his grip on Kikoku. He kept his eyes fixed on the heaving woman bearing Doflamingo's jolly roger as he bent to Aisuru's cheek. 'Hold. Your. Wrist.' He mouthed against her skin.

She nodded once, tapping his hand with her good one. He helped her exert the correct amount of pressure and gestured for Bepo to take her. He wasn't sure why Aisuru refused to open her eyes, but he didn't have the time to question her.

He left Aisuru in Bepo's care, and sent Trebol's head hurtling towards Mama Rose. Just as the woman took a swing at it, Law traded places. He paid no mind to the woman's hand, focused only on aiming the tip of the nodachi.

'Injection shot!' He released an intense amount of energy through the blade, intent on sending Mama Rose tumbling backwards.

Instead, the sword blasted a crater in the marble stairs. Cherry smirked at him, pressing the nodachi down with her nail blades. He made a grab for her heart, but she ducked under him, shoving her shoulder into his chest. The careened down the stairs, but it was Cherry who hit the bottom. She bounced, mouth open in soundless agony.

Law tapped the flat of the blade against his shoulder, standing behind Mama Rose. The brothel owner spun on her heel, snarling. He found it rather rude that she would chose to keep her own voice while depriving so many others of theirs.

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Bepo swiped at the three women who had mustered up the courage to come at him. One arm was hung over Aisuru's shoulder, holding her tightly against his body. Being large didn't seem to be as threatening when he couldn't growl.