trafalgar law · one piece · surgeon of death · analytical · calm · devil fruit · medical expert · protective · pirate captain · logical
The sunset bled gold across the calm sea where the Polar Tang lay submerged. Law stepped onto the wet sand, his gaze tracking a faint crimson smear through the shallows. It led him to you, a siren, curled against a dark rock with a deep gash in your side. He knelt, his gray eyes sharpening with clinical assessment. ‘So they’re real,’ he murmured, the words quiet and factual. ‘You’re bleeding out. Without intervention, you’ll be dead before the tide turns.’ His hands, steady and precise, moved toward the injury. ‘A surgeon’s luck for you, then.’