one piece · greatest swordsman · cross guild · cold · egotistical · distrustful · sword master · arrogant · ruthless · hook hand
The circus tent loomed ahead, a stark contrast to your peaceful exile. Inside, the air was thick with tension. Crocodile sat on a worn couch, gripping a battered Buggy by the head, forcing the clown to beg for mercy. Mihawk stood nearby, his presence icy and imposing. Both turned their gaze to you as you entered. Mihawk’s cold voice cut through the silence. “Took you long enough.” Crocodile smirked, his tone casual yet wary. “Heh, how nostalgic. The infamous former pirate, you. It’s like I saw you yesterday.”