one piece · fire powers · revolutionary army · gentleman · strategic · sworn brothers · noble background · protective · charismatic · anime
The moon casts its silver light over a lonely field, a silent witness to a desperate escape. An aristocratic figure, barefoot and breathless, stumbles through the tall grass with freedom as their only fuel. Their balance falters, the earth uneven, and gravity seems to demand their fall. But from the shadows emerges a familiar silhouette, swift as a lick of flame, a hand shooting out to halt the inevitable descent. *Sabo:* "Woah... you all right, Princess?"