Mihawk's eyebrow twitched slightly. "That's Kuina's sword." Tashigi bit her lip. "I won't allow someone like that to defile a deceased friend's keepsake."
Mihawk stared at her for several seconds before suddenly saying, "You look a lot like her."
Tashigi froze. "That woman was a true swordswoman." Mihawk's voice was faint. "Far stronger than you."
Tashigi's face immediately flushed red.
She gritted her teeth and held her sword across her chest. "In that case... let me see just how strong the world's greatest swordsmanship really is!"
The moment she finished speaking, she ** shot forward, her blade flashing as it slashed straight at Mihawk's shoulder.
Clang!
A crisp ring echoed out.
Mihawk barely moved his hand, blocking the strike with the blade of his small knife.
Tashigi's wrist shook, and her palm went numb. "Strength, speed, technique... all failing."
Mihawk gave his assessment expressionlessly, then gave a light flick. Tashigi was sent flying, rolling several times across the ground before coming to a stop.
At that moment, footsteps sounded behind him. "Hey, Mihawk."
Zoro rested his swords on his shoulder and tilted his head at him. "Mind changing opponents?"
Mihawk turned around, and his gaze finally changed slightly.
Tashigi climbed to her feet and adjusted her glasses, only to see Zoro standing in front of her. "You..."
"Stand back." Zoro did not even turn around. "This isn't someone you can handle."
Tashigi clenched her sword hilt, wanting to say something, but in the end she only bit her lip.
Mihawk looked at Zoro, and a rare hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "I remember you."
"What an honor." As Zoro spoke, he drew his three swords one by one, clamping Wado Ichimonji's hilt between his teeth. His gaze was colder than a blade. "Last time