Dressrosa Kingdom, East Coast.
Zoro sat against the rail of a small sailboat, cradling three long swords in his arms. The gentle sea breeze brushed across his face, making him drowsy. Unable to resist, he closed his eyes and began to doze off.
Suddenly!
A dazzling flash of sword light came hurtling toward him. Relying on his battle instincts, honed through countless trials, Zoro sensed the attack at once.
The attack came too swiftly for him to draw his sword. He immediately raised his right hand and gripped the hilt, blocking the long blade aimed at his neck with his sheathed sword without even drawing it.
Clang!
Only after the somewhat muffled clash did Zoro have time to turn and look.
He saw Kuina holding Wado Ichimonji, using its blunt side to strike at his neck, with Sephiroth, Garp, and Luffy standing behind her.
"Zoro, long time no see! Looks like your swordsmanship has improved quite a bit!"
"Hmph! If I count the time, our ten-year promise is about due!
"You came to keep that promise, didn't you?"
Zoro rose from the deck and strapped his three long swords around his waist, his eyes brimming with eager fighting spirit.
Ten years!
He had trained bitterly for a full ten years to prepare for this battle!
Whenever Zoro recalled how Kuina had beaten him in every imaginable way when they were children, he felt deeply aggrieved... Today, he would finally wash away that humiliation!
"If you two want to fight, why not go to the Dressrosa Colosseum?
"You can loosen up a little and have a proper match there." Sephiroth said with a smile.
Neither of them refused. Under his lead, they headed straight for the colosseum specially used for contests.
At some point, Garp and Luffy vanished while they were