His Sharp Eyes Were Like a Hawk's

Especially Hawkeye. His sharp eyes were like a hawk's, fixed tightly on Moke. His gaze lingered on Moke's face for a moment before slowly moving downward, finally settling on Shusui and Sandai Kitetsu hanging at Moke's waist.

When his gaze fell upon those two Meito, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his pupils shrinking into two tiny dots as though stung by the blades' gleam. His gaze became exceptionally sharp, like two bolts of lightning shooting straight at Moke, as if it sought to pierce his body and glimpse every thought deep within his heart.

Moke naturally sensed that intense gaze. He raised his head fearlessly and met Hawkeye's eyes. The corners of his lips curled upward into a confident smile, as though Hawkeye's pressure meant nothing to him.

"I'm Moke." Moke's voice was loud and powerful, echoing through the air as though announcing his presence to everyone. His tone carried absolute confidence in his own strength, as well as eager anticipation for the coming match.

Hawkeye quietly listened to Moke's introduction. His expression did not change in the slightest, though his already stern face gained several more traces of chilliness upon hearing Moke's challenge. Yet when Moke finished his last word, the corners of Hawkeye's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"At any time!" Hawkeye's answer was brief and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. Though his voice was not loud, it rang in everyone's ears like a great bell. Those four words revealed his keen interest in the match and his absolute confidence in his swordsmanship.

Doflamingo, standing nearby, saw everything. His distinctive laughter suddenly rang out, carrying a hint of mockery and ridicule. It sounded especially piercing in the silent air, as if he were laughing at Moke for overestimating himself.

Doflamingo naturally knew that Moke had already been