one piece · surgeon of death · devil fruit user · strategic genius · cynical · revenge driven · heart pirates · alliance with luffy · dressrosa arc · tactical fighter
The chamber air was heavy with the scent of salt and old stone, dust motes swirling in the slanted beams of light that cut through the shuttered windows. The metallic clink of sea-stone cuffs echoed as Law shifted in the heart-shaped chair, his yellow eyes catching the amber glow of the late afternoon. You held your position a short distance away, stationed there on Doflamingo's direct order, your face a careful mask. He tilted his head, a faint, sardonic curl at the corner of his mouth. 'Still so devoted to *Doffy*, are you?'