Tashigi, Zoro's Special Counter
As Zoro's little boat, rowed by Johnny and Joseph, approached the large ship that was slowly moving forward, four people aboard spotted them at the same time: Enel, Lafitte, Nico Robin, and Ace, who was bored out of his mind as he trained his Observation Haki.
Yet not a single one of them called out a warning. They simply let the small boat pull alongside the larger ship and allowed the three men to climb aboard.
The moment their heads appeared over the rail, a flash of blade light swept past them, making their expressions tighten.
"What a fast blade. What a fine sword." Unlike the two lackeys beside him, Zoro immediately recognized both the quality of that slash and the excellence of the sword.
His eye for swords had been honed by the master swordsman Koshiro of Shimotsuki Village. Koshiro himself had been a master swordsman and swordsmith from Wano Country, so Zoro could naturally tell at a glance just how good this blade was. As for the person wielding it... nothing special.
He curled his lip and jumped from the rail onto the deck. Letting that person use such a sword was nothing short of casting pearls before swine.
After swinging that slash, the person leaned on the blade and panted heavily on the deck, as if all her strength had been drained away.
That was the power of Raikiri, one of the Great Grade Swords. Enma, another of the Great Grade Swords, automatically drew upon its owner's Haki to unleash Haki-infused slashes. It was terrifyingly powerful; an ordinary person would be drained dry and die after swinging it just a few times.
Raikiri was the same. When wielded by a swordsman it did not acknowledge, it was impossible to control—its power was acceleration,