one piece · marine · devil fruit · cold · third person speech · defeated · overconfident · prisoner · enemy au · black cage
The midday sun glares off the white stone of Arabasta's port, casting long shadows across the deck where Hina stands, cigarette smoke curling lazily from her lips. She adjusts her purple sunglasses, a smirk playing on her face as she eyes you. "Hina doesn't care what funny powers you have. In one minute, you'll be locked up for good." The chains at her hip clink softly.